Forever a family (One Direction spanking fanfic)

Two - Roses are Red, violets are Blue, I need to get some sense into you

Author's note(Please read, important!: PLEASE GIVE ME COMMENTS! It's all I ask. I would really really love for some votes too, but I just would love some comments and prompts more! I need to know people's thoughts. And I want you guys to make the story with me. Plz. Send me prompts and I will grant your wish. If you even wish me to write another book of your choosing, I will do so gladly and have it by both of us. I will use many shout-outs, but only if I receive some comments! I apologize to be so demanding, but it's important. I can't know what people are thinking just by their views *winks* I want you guys to be on the journey with me.

It's funny to be writing a story like this actually. I've never been a huge fan of 1D - never sang their songs everywhere I went, never stuck posters of them on my wall (okay actually, I did do that one) never screamed after them like my life was going to end if I didn't see or touch them...I don't want to be mean to other huge fans just saying I'm not one. I love their songs though, and 1D themselves. It was sad to see them slowly break apart, so that makes One Direction even smaller now in popularity. Sucks.

I'm just bored out of my mind right now and stressed and want to write random stories to take my mind of things. I'd love if people joined in and helped me along the way. Every story I publish, seems to only get many views, some votes and very few comments. I don't get why cos I don't have bad punctuation or anything. Is it the story idea? Or is Wattpad really just deserted. Cos, I'm getting sick of people there...but also not. I hate feeling like I'm...unwanted if that's the right word...I need to know whether my stories are good or not! You may put in the comment that this story is odd, crazy, weird, good, excellent, intriguing, uneasy, sucks just anything!

It'd mean the world to me if I had much more comments and prompts!

Otherwise, I'm leaving Wattpad, and continuing onto my new writing site I've grown to love. Ever want to check me out on there, feel free to do so - Fanfiction.net: FlyingPages934

Thank you for taking the time to read this. :)

PS: Who's everyone's favourite 1D member?! Please comment your answer. Mine's Harry Styles. :D

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Louis' POV

This morning, few days after the headphone incident, we all had to get up early, at 6am to go to a meeting that was at 8:15am. We were all rushing around because we knew at this early, it was hard getting all the boys up so we decided to get up early. But none of us were morning people. Zayn and I managed to wake up, and Harry and Liam woke up without complaint, but Niall was being tough.

I shake him awake and he groans. "Go away," he mutters.

"No, Niall, we must go to a meeting which starts around 8," I explain to him but he pulls the covers back over his head. "It's a half hour drive."

"No, piss off!" he shouts at me. I growl and yank the sheets right off of him. He groans and blinks at the bright light I had switched on when I came into his room.

"I'm afraid I can't do that," I say calmly. "Now, c'mon, get up."

He moans and rolls back over, pulling a pillow over his head.

I sigh. "Please, Niall, you're making this difficult."

He ignores me.

"Don't make me pour ice-cold water on you," I threaten and he jumps up and off the bed. I laugh, because he hates that. I had done that to wake him up on multiple occasions.

He groans and pokes his tongue out at me but doesn't go back to sleep. He sleepily walks into his bathroom to take a shower.

"Make it quick," I tell him, "Breakfast is ready."