The Second Time Around

Chapter Thirty-Four

Alright everyone! 34's a LONG one! I hope this makes up for me taking a bit longer than normal to update! Also, I hope it will make up for a bigger gap until the next update, too! I'll be heading to Spain & Morocco for 11 days and won't be able to update until after I get back! I'll try writing the next chapter as much as I can until I leave so I can update faster upon my return! Thanks for reading and as always, I hope you enjoy it and leave a comment! :) xo

Chapter Thirty-Four (Lucy’s Perspective)

“Come on you guys, if you want this Twitcam to happen you’re going to have to hurry it up a bit,” Louis scolds, snatching a handful of my chips from my McDonald’s bag.

“Hey, don’t steal my food! I’ll finish it when I finish it!” I groan, guarding the rest of my food with my arms.

“Yeah, she’ll finish when she finishes,” Harry agrees, wisely taking my side.

“Alright, I won’t take any more of your food, no need to defend your chicken nuggets,” Louis laughs. “But seriously, we have ten minutes before we have to get started. Liam tweeted 9:00 pm and that means no later. You know him. He’s trying to straighten up his room still.” I laugh and continue to stuff myself with chips and nuggets, only to have Harry steal my last nugget.

“Hey!” I exclaim, smacking his shoulder.

“Don’t worry, you can eat some of my food tomorrow or something,” He says, waving me off and pulling me towards the door.

“Come on, let’s go,” Louis says as he herds us down the hallway and into Liam’s room where the other three are waiting for us.

“Thank god, I was starting to get worried. We have three minutes,” Liam informs us, and turns his laptop so that the six of us are in the view of the camera. “Move, move, move,” He says briskly, shoving Zayn and Niall off of his bed and haphazardly smoothing the duvet. “Okay, now you can get back on.” I look to Harry and we exchange an amused look before doing as we’re told and making ourselves comfortable on the bed. I sit cross-legged with my left knee overlapping with Harry’s thigh as he sits with his feet out in front of him. Niall sits on my other side, Zayn on the other side of Harry, and Louis behind us, hanging his arms over Zayn and Harry’s shoulders.

“Come on, Liam, you’re going to be late!” I laugh, and he scoffs in annoyance.

“Shut up, I’m just trying to straighten things up a bit before the entire internet sees how messy my room is,” He exasperates, tossing the last of his clothes into his suitcase and zipping it closed.

“Thirty seconds,” Zayn says, staring at his watch.

“Alright, alright, I’m done, don’t rush me,” Liam groans, clearly flustered, taking his place on the other side of Niall. He reaches out and starts the broadcast.

“Hello everyone!” He exclaims.

“Hiiiiiii!” Harry says, and I wave at the camera as each of the other boys shouts a greeting at the camera. I see the little box in the corner of the screen with all of our faces on it and notice that we look like a big family.