Choosing A Direction

~Chapter 8~

"Guess what," says Chocolate Chunk clapping his hands together. He had just woken us up from our beautiful slumber to play the guessing game. We glared at him. 

"What?" Zayn growled. 

"It's that time of the month," Chocolate Chunk grinned with amusement as the boys whooped for joy, their sleepiness gone in a few short words. 

"What do you mean?" I knit my eyebrows in confusion. 

"We're going to Mikky D's!" shouted Louis. 

"What's so exciting about that?" I still wasn't getting it. Liam calmly explained. 

"See, when we're on tour, we have to eat right to keep our bodies in shape. For a whole month, it's nothing but fruits and wheat bread--like we had for lunch at rehearsal to day-- until that one glorious day when we get to purge on Mikky D's or any other fast food place, but we've always preferred McDonalds," 

"Wow" Liam nodded and went back to celebrating with the rest of them. Chocolate Chunk took our orders and pulled into the dark parking lot of a Bank of America and walked the two blocks to the McDonalds. The boys and i waited impatiently, bouncing in our seats, salivating at the thought of the crispy fries and ice cold diet cokes. We were just about ready to eat someone when he finally came back. 

"Finally!" i cried, removing Harry's arm from my mouth. We ambushed him and grabbed a bag at random. 

"Here's your crispy ranch BLT, Savi," Louis threw a bag through the air and i caught it. The delicious scent of crispy chicken and deep fried fries taunted me before I dug in. Chocolate Chunk had tripled our sandwich orders and enlarged our fries and drink sizes. The boys inhaled every last bit of their Big Macs and Fish Filets, large fries, and sucked down the soda like it was nothing. I felt like the outlier, having only eaten one and a half of the sandwiches, two thirds of my fries, and half of my soda. 

"Who wants--" before the words could even escape my lips, they crowded around me and my table was spot clean in five seconds flat. 

"Dang," I gaped at the thin grease spot that was left in its wake, the only evidence that the food had been there in the first place. I looked around the bus ti find it littered with McDonalds sandwich wrappers and cup covers and i knew that Chocolate Chunk was going to throw a fit and we got to the hotel, he did indeed. 

"Oh, hellll nawww," He drawled, "y'all is gonna have to clean up this mess 'cause i left my maid outfit at home," The boys grumbled in protest and Harry even said, " I'll let you borrow mine!" but they all pitched in like they were supposed to. 

"Okay, you know the drill, put on your disguises, run for lives so you don't get recognized, and your rooms are the very first ones, like always. We will be waking up just as early as yesterday so go to sleep EARLY," Chocolate Chunk emphasized. "oh, and Savannah, you will be having your own separate room, of course," he added and handed us our room keys as we headed out.  

I ran to my room, just as he had instructed and shoved the slim card into the slot. The light turned green and i rushed inside. Thankfully, this was a nice hotel, so when i checked the bathroom, there wasn't a turd floating in the toilet and there was a nice flat screen T.V. the rested in a hardwood table in front of the plush pillow covered queen bed. 

I plopped onto the bed and sighed tiredly. The hot shower seemed to be calling my name, so i decided to listen and hopped inside. After my shower, I used the hotel blow dryer and made another mental note to buy my own. 

I was just beginning to settle into when there was a sharp knock on my door. 

"Hello?" I snapped, annoyed. It was almost one in the morning and i needed my sleep. I stretched my neck out the doorway, looking for the person who had knocked, when suddenly, Harry in nothing but plaid boxers jumped in front of me and cried, "PANTY RAID!"