Happily

Chapter 8: The Day After

POV SkylarAnne

            The sunlight filters in through the ivory curtains. Birds chirp outside my window. I can hear the ocean waves crashing on the shore, just beyond the front porch. I stretch and yawn as I wake up from an amazing dream. I remember it in detail. I was at a meet and greet. Niall and Liam were talking to me. They were so sweet, despite my apparent awkwardness. We talked for a while, and the guards had to tell me to leave. Before I left, they both gave me a big, warm hug! Sigh……it was magnificent

            I stretch one more time before getting out of bed. Slowly, I make my way to the kitchen for some breakfast. I pour myself a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice. Then, I go sit out in the sunroom while I wait for Nat and Liz to wake up. The rising sun paints the sky in a blanket of light pinks and lavender. It’s beautiful. Finally, I hear them come into the kitchen, so I leave my personal sanctuary to tell them about my dream.

            “Guys I had the most beautiful dream last night!” I say.

            “Good morning to you to” says Liz.

            “Not funny.” I reply as I begin to recount my dream. As I recall the amazing scene, Liz and Nat turn from half-dead to laughing hysterically.

            “Hey! Why are you laughing at me?” I yell.

            “Sky,” Nat responds, still laughing. “That wasn’t a dream. It actually happened! We were there.”

            “Are you sure?” I reply warily.

            “I better be sure” says Lizzie. “Meeting Louis was the best thing that ever happened to me. If it was a dream, I’m gonna be pretty ticked off.”

            “Well there’s no need to worry” says Nat. “It wasn’t a dream. Trust me, I was there and I saw everything.”

            “Oh, really?” I reply. “Alright then, what adjective did I use to describe Liam’s name?”

            “Swag” Nat replies without hesitation.

            “Yep, she’s a truther” I respond.

            “Oh em geeeeee! That Drake and Josh reference though!” Nat replies

            While she fangirls, I have to sit down, because I cannot handle the fact that

I met One Direction.

I went to their concert.

I actually said “swag” in front of Liam and it wasn’t really a nightmare trying to creep its way into my beautiful dream.

We fall into silent thought as the ceiling fan whirrs up above and the waves crash and foam on the beach.  Suddenly, I hear “Chances” by Five for Fighting begin to play, and Nat’s phone screen lights up. The caller ID reads “Harry Styles”

“OMG ANSWER IT ANSWER IT ANSWER IT!!!!!” Liz and I scream in unison. Nat picks up her phone and walks into the sunroom, motioning for us to wait in the kitchen. As soon as she shuts the sunroom door, Liz and I scramble over to the keyhole to listen. I only catch parts of the conversation.

“Hey…yeah ok……I don’t know about that……oh yeah that sounds great….see you!”

At this, Liz and I run back to the kitchen and pretend we are in the middle of some deep conversation or something like that…

“Well ladies,” Nat says upon entering. “it looks like we are having pizza with One Direction this afternoon!”