*Niall's point of view*
"Niall? Niall!! Get up, were here!!!!" I heard being said, but I didn't want to move, to get up, nothing. "Niall, if you get up you can have food." I heard Harry state plainly, but that was good enough for me. I got up slowly rubbing my eyes. We went in the back of the hotel and shockingly I didn't hear fans, but that also might be my sleepy hungry brain ignoring everything, but the word food. We sorted rooms out, of course Liam and I were sharing. I got into the room and threw my duffle on one of the beds. The view outside of the window was beautiful. I suddenly loved Vegas.
"What time is it anyway?" I asked rubbing my eyes.
"Midnight." Liam answered, his voice bubbling with excitement.
"What's with you?" I questioned, already knowing the answer. He smiled widely at me.
"I get to see Michele tonight!" he exclaimed, blushing again. I laughed. Michele. She was a beautiful brunette, super sweet, just like Liam. All of us lads liked her, and I just loved talking to her. I nodded and smiled again. Then, my stomach growled, I'm hungry again. I. Need. Food.
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Just My Luck
FanfictionBentley Miles, a 15 year old girl plays somewhat of a Cinderella role in her life. With her bratty sister, bossy mom, and vacant dad she struggles to find joy in her life. She fangirls over One Direction and hopes one of them would be her prince. Wh...
