Fan 4 Life

The Five

*Krrriiiinggg!!*

"Mmmft..." I rolled over the bed and threw the alarm clock on the wall as it smashed to pieces.

That's the fourth alarm clock I destroyed this month.

I dragged my feet to the ground as I toppled over when I heard a knock.

*Knock!*

"Who's there?" I asked.

Then I remembered shotgun, my parents! One Direction!

And then I remembered-- I have school!!

I scrambled and took a quick shower, drying myself and changing into a red longsleeved top, denim vest and green skirt, plus some Toms shoes. I slid my yellow satchel and put on some colorful bangles and I'm all done.

I like making my look colorful and unique. I was rehearsing infront of my mirror on what I need to say--

"Look mom, dad... I found One Direction and so..."

Nah, that sounded stupid.. Uh..

"Mom, dad, I present---"

I'm not joining the circus, WTF?

I decided to just say it to them impromptu style, I sighed heavily and hoped I won't get grounded for this.

Before I could open the door, Niall came rushing in my room carrying a breakfast tray.

I was stunned of course,

"Good morning!!!" He perkily greeted.

I raised one brow in confusion and he sighed,

"Look, we're truly sorry for what happened yesterday-- I made you breakfast!" He smiled.

I walked towards him and peeked through the tray.

"Um.. Niall.. the waffle's bitten." I said with a grin.

"Well, I really like waffles.. and I didn't get the time to eat breakfast and so.. I hope you won't mind--" Niall pleaded.

I laughed and pinched his cheeks.

For a fangirl, a Niall-bitten waffle is something worth the bucks.

I mean-- I saw half eaten sandwiches by celeb stars selling in E-bay and they sell more than a Louis Vuitton bag sometimes.

"Thanks for your concern, Niall." I smiled.

I was wishing it to be Zayn but hell, Niall is damn cute.

"No fair you leprechaun! I was planning to make breakfast for her too." Liam said, popping out of nowhere, his bedhair all messy but still adorable.

"Good morning, Liam." I greeted, biting one of Niall's bitten waffles.

"G-Goodmorning Gail..." Liam greeted back shyly.

What's with that shy attitude?

And did I just catch him blushing?

"Hazza's herreee!" Harry shouted out of nowhere, carrying a curling iron.

"Oh god no, don't tell me that's what I think it is.."

"I-- well, I wasn't really going to curl you like the curls on my head, silly!" Harry chuckled.

"Oh, in that case-- I guess it's fine..?" I said, as Harry dragged me to the chair facing the mirror and started twirling my hair.

"You have nice, shiny hair." He complimented.

"Uh.. Thanks..."

"Am I the last one?" I looked over to see Louis, pouting like a baby.

"Yeah, you bet. Niall made breakfast, Harry offered a curling session and I was just about to sing Gail a song." Liam said.