Tough Luck

Chapter Nine

The songs for this chapter are:

One way or another by One Direction

A thousand years by Christina Perry

Sweet disposition by The Trapt

Wings by Birdy

Air Balloon by Lily Allen

She looks so perfect by 5SOS

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"What do you want me too cook for dinner?" I ask James as I wash my hinds at the Kitchen sink.

The water rushes all around my hands and soap covers every inch of it. I run my fingers over my skin. A circular motion is made to remove the axes soap. Now my hands are all clean and smell like grapes. I grab the dish towel and swipe my hands with it.

"Well can you make your famous Chicken Fettuchini one last time since I won't be able to taste your food for a pretty long time." James responds. He leans himself against the kitchen counter.

"Sounds good. I'll get started, can you pass me the Tyson chicken that is in the fridge?"

"Sure." he opens the top of the fridge and brings out a small rectangular sized box that contains the chicken.

He hands it to me, "Here, you need help with anything?"

"Not really, but thanks for asking."

"If you do, don't bother to ask okay?"

"Okay James." I start slicing the chicken into strips.

The plates are set up and we dig in. Small steam rises above the plates because it was freshly cooked a while ago.

"Mmm. Very delicious sis. Mom has taught you well in the culinary segment." James compliments me as he takes few bites of the dinner I made.

"Thank you, it means a lot. It really does." the fork on my hand starts to shove pieces of food into my mouth.

Wow, this is more delicious than ever! I'm impressed.

The soft and creamy Alfredo sauce fills my taste buds. Oh and the chicken just kills me with delight.

James and I talk about how I have to be really carefully on the quest.

"Make sure to not forget all that mom and dad have taught you about hand to hand combat Incase of any encounter with Iria and her Fangirl Bots."

I add in, "Also all the training from the institute will come in handy." I pull the glass of orange juice towards me and take a sip.

"Indeed I will, why train your whole life of you aren't going to use it, right?"

I nod in agreement. We have already finished Dinner so James helps me do the dishes. After we are done, I go into my room and start to pack.

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Let's see. How many pairs of underware will I need? I'm just guessing to brig each and every one that I have because, again, I dot know when I'm coming back. I grab twenty institute black shirts, ten regular shirts and ten pairs of jeans. This will do. Oh, I almost forgot about my shoes. Combat boots is all that I have and three pairs of causal shoes. So I pack them in.

Will I need anything really fancy maybe if Niall Horan likes me and we go on a date? Nope, I could just buy that when that happens. Plus, my life is certainly not a fan fiction where the girl gets married with her favorite band member the same day they meet one another.

They seem to not realize that the world is not a wish granting factory. Yes, I just quoted The Fault In Our Stars.

I finally am done packing. Thank god! There is a slight knock on the door. I turn around to see who it is. It's just James.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Nothing, I was just wondering if you needed me to turn on the oven so you can have it preheated when you start baking the Apple Pie for Niall?" he asks. Oh almost forgot about that Apple Pie I need to bake.

"Yeah please do so, thanks for reminding me." he welcomes me and I stand up from where I am.

I rub my hands off with my thighs for a job well done. I wanted to bake Niall some cupcakes but I thought a Pie was way better because they are bigger and yummier.

"Welcome. Are you done with packing?"

"Finally." I gesture towards my suitcase that is all tidy up and ready to go.

"Good, good." he nods his head in impressment. I go and bake the pie and come back into my room after a hour or so.

"Well I'm going to go and rest because I have to drive you to the empty suburbs tomorrow morning." the reason why he wasn't taking me to the airport is because they had to transform me and Niall into total different people. Our looks would change, and clothing just so no one would spot us.

They would not have a chance to do all that at the airport.

"With that being said, lights out for you too missy." he demanded. I groaned, "Off to bed you are because then you don't wake up early and boy, you are really hard to bring out of bed." James explains.

James could sometimes have the same characteristics of our dad. He would always make us go to sleep early while mom on the other hand did not care as long as we weren't loud while she and dad slept.

"Fine, goodnight James." I scurry over to him and give him a hug with a special kiss on the fore head. James chuckles a bit.

"Good night Elouise."

James turns off my light and closes the door. I had already brushed my teeth so I just plop myself onto my bed.

Tomorrow, I think to myself, tomorrow.

Then I slowly drift into the latest infinity of sleep.

Tomorrow.

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Omg! Elouise meets Niall tomorrow! Woot woot!

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