Fix You- A One Direction Fan Fiction

Epilogue

Oh wow... I know I said there would be a sequel...but honestly, I do not see this going anywhere else.

So yeah, this is the epilogue.

But this is not the last you've heard of me. After a small break to regroup with my planning squad (bradfordbadgurl23 this means you) and assess my ideas, I'll put another story out there.

If I promised I would put you in the sequel... get over it. If you play your cards right you could land in my next one but I swear if you pester me... (ahem amberstarrxo)

Anywho, enjoy the last tidbit of this dying plotline. Yes, I am one of those writers who hates pretty much everything they write.

I will be your forever friend if you comment.

I love you all to bits and pieces!!! :*

Your friend, Zoie!

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El's POV

"GEN!! ACE!!! GET YOU ARSES IN HERE!!!" I shouted to my two best friends who happened to by my college roommates.

Ace stumbled in carrying a large box with some of her things. "Thanks for the help, roomie," she huffed sarcastically as she dropped the box on one of the beds.

I winked. "Not a problem, roomie."

Just then, Gen came galloping into the dorm, hollering at the top of her lungs. "OOOHHHHH....WE'RE THE THREE BEST FRIENDS THAT ANYONE CAN HAVE!!! WE'RE THE THREE BEST FRIENDS THAT ANYONE CAN HAVE!!!"

Ace slung her arm around mine and Gen's shoulders. "Yes, yes we are the three best friends. But BUT that does not mean you can do whatever the hell you want in OUR dorm room."

Gen and I groaned and flopped down on a bed.

Ace continued anyway and handed each of us a typed list. I glanced at the title: "The 3 Sexy Bitches: Dorm Rules" written in pink curly typeface.

Classic Ace. Typing crap with funny fonts.

Ace cleared her throat and read from her copy of the list. "The 3 Sexy Bitches: Dorm Rules. Rule number one: No getting drunk without the rest of us. Which means, if you wanna go out and party, that's cool. You can do that, just invite your roommates too."

Gen laughed. "Well, that's ok, but I seriously doubt El will drink to much..."

"Yeah, she's a stick in the mud but we can still have fun," Ace clarifyed.

I crossed my arms over my chest defensively. "Hurtful!"

Ace ignored me. "Rule number two: Clothes sharing is mandatory."

Gen and I nodded. "Uh..duh."

"Ok...rule number 3: if someone pulls an all-nighter, than we all pull an all nighter helping her study," Ace announced.

"Grrr fine," I said.

"Easy peasy," Gen replied.

"Rule number 4: Be tidy. Gen, your good, but El, I'm sorry, you're a slob," Ace said.

"Yeah, I know..." I pouted.

"And finally... rule five and definately the most important... if you skype the boys without anybody than you sleep in the bathtub, capice?"

I smirked. "Oh really? Well what about you and Lou's private 'discussions'?" I put air quotes around 'discussions'

Ace's face went white. "What are you implying?" she asked nervously.

Gen chuckled. "Don't play dumb, Aciegirl..."

"Heh heh on second thought...maybe we scratch that rule..."

I grinned. "Good."

Yup, that's right. "Harrody", "Giall" and "Lace" were still going strong. It was a bit of a struggle at first for everyone, especially me, but we learned to skype constantly and it fixed that problem.

The boys are supposed to visit in a couple weeks and we were massively excited.

MJ coming from Atlanta for a visit soon as well and we've all missed her. She's excited to show us her "hippy van" she's purchased recently...

We've all gone public, and yes, I do recieve some occasional death threats.

Gen's had a bit of a rough time with the haters, but we've pulled her through.

So everything's good.

"Alright, so that's established..." Gen sighed.

"LOVE YOU GUYYYSSS!!!" I exclaimed as I tackled my best friends in a bone crunching Elodie hug.

I heard a blip, and looked at my open laptop on the desk.

I smiled to myself. "chat request from the boys!" I announced.

Gen and Ace whooped and we crowded around the screen as I accepted.

5 grinning boys popped up on the computer. "HELLO!!!' they chorused.

Oh, our boys.