I Live Next Door to One Direction

Chapter 1: Why Did You Freak Out?

A/N: Hi everyone. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I had graduation and regents and finals the past two weeks, then my dance recital today.  I really hope you like this chapter. I have big plans for this story. I also want to dedicate this chapter to @mr_suspenders because she's the one who made my cover.  Please correct me if you see something wrong, and give your opinions on this too. 

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"ANGELA GET UP!" I heard someone scream.

Who wants me up so badly? You sound familiar, but who the hell are you? Oh well, hopefully you're not some crazy killer.

"Angie, I'm hungry please get up." Now I recognize the voice it's Scarlett's. Slowly I open my eyes and sit up on the couch. Now I'm looking at Scarlett straight on.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" I scream at her. I'm so pissed off right now I have to try hard not to attack her.

"Angie it's already noon. I came over to your house last night for a sleep over, not an I'm going to watch Angie sleep till dinner party." Scarlett said calmly. How can she be so calm, I just snapped at her, I almost attacked her and she doesn't even care? Oh well.

"Well you've been here plenty of times, you know where the food is. Get it yourself."

"I know, but I didn't want to be the only one walking around the house. Your mom already left for work."

"Fine Scar let's go have breakfast or lunch or whatever you want to call it."

I push the covers off of me and stand up. We spent the night in my basement with the air conditioner on and I'm freezing now. Stupid me for wearing shorts and a tank top, even though it's summer and like 90 degrees outside. Scarlett is already up the stair by the time I make it to the bottom of them. Slowly I climb up the stairs. I stop at the top and look in the hall mirror. I look like a mess. Oh well, just one more thing I'll have to fix today. I make my way into the kitchen. Scarlett is already digging in the pantries, looking for something to eat.

"How about cereal?" I suggest.

"Sure. Do you have milk though?"

"Scar, where do you think I live? Of course we have milk." I reply laughing.

Scarlett just looks at me. I make myself a bowl of "Frosted Flakes" and drown them in milk. I walk over to the kitchen draws and pull out two spoons. I hand one to Scarlett. Just as I'm about to sit down Scarlett asks:

"Can we eat outside on your porch Angie?"

"Sure, whatever makes you happy."

I pick my bowl up from the table and start walking towards the front door. I never really liked eating out on the porch. I always fell like someone's watching me. I follow Scarlett out anyway though. Once we're outside I sit down on the porch steps.

"So why are we out here in the first place?" I ask while shoving a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.

"I don't know, it's just so nice out, so why waste it by staying inside."

"Whatever Scar. I just wish I was asleep."

"You're so lazy sometimes Angela." Scarlett says sarcastically.

"Yeah, well when you keep me up till three in the morning watching "Finding Nemo," and "Abduction," how do you think I'll feel when you wake me up in the morning?" I respond with a bit of attitude.

"Well "Finding Nemo" was your idea you dummy. I didn't want to see it."

"That's only because it's an amazing movie. You know it's always been my favorite ever since we were little Scar."

"Well you don't have to snap at me for waking you up today so I wasn't lonely." Scarlett says on the verge of tears. You can tell she's trying hard not to cry.

"Scar, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you up----

I was rudely cut off by a big moving van and a black van with very dark tinted windows that pulled up in front of the house next door.

Scarlett and I both looked up. The driver's door opened and out steps a man I've never seen before. Then the rest of the doors to the van open. A woman steps out of the passenger's seat with a purse in her hand. Then the people in the back step out; one has on red pants, a white shirt and is wearing blue suspenders. Then one with curly hair steps out, followed by a boy with jet black hair, who is followed by a boy who is wearing a plaid shirt, and is texting on his phone. Lastly a tall boy who has blonde hair steps out. The one in the red pants quickly runs over to the "for sale" sign that is stuck in the grass and pulls it out. He then runs over to the garbage can and throws in the trash.

Wait, are they moving into the house? They look really familiar, but who are they?

"AHHHHHHH" was all I heard along with the sound of something breaking. Turns out it was Scar. I look at her to see she has thrown her cereal bowl on the ground and is screaming something loud enough for the whole block to hear about a bug being in it. I waited a minuet while she calmed down before saying anything to her.

"Scar are you okay?" I ask already knowing she was going to be overly dramatic, and was probably just fine.

"No! I'm not okay Angie. I'm going in the house!" she screams at me as she gets up and storms into the house, slamming the door behind her.

I look down at the broken bowl that is lying on the ground in front of me. I pick up the pieces, walk over to the garbage and throw them out. I grab my own bowl and look up before I go inside. Turns out that the five boys are now staring over the little white fence that seperates our houses at me and the curly haired one and the one wearing the suspenders are now laughing at us, while the woman is yelling at them to stop. Now I'm bright red. I turn around slowly and calmly walked into the house. Now to find out what the hell happened to Scar, because I know it sure as hell had nothing to do with a bug being in her cereal bowl.