5 Girls One Direction (1D Fan Fic)

HungOver

Francescas Pov:

I looked to Yazmin. She shrugged. Well, time to do what I do best!

" Are you guys fishes? Bc you're just standing there gaping." I walked back to the table+ sat down. Liam was back with the food by the time the song wasover, so I just sipped mycoke.

" that was amazing." Harry said

" yeah, that was fantastic! You should open for us on tour!" Liam said enthusiastically.

Yazmin sat down next to me.

" OhmygoshIwouldlovetocome." Yazmin squealed. What. A . Fangirl.

" We have work. No. Besides, I'd rather be stabbed in the head over and over than tour with 'One Direction'"

" ooo that was harsh." Zayn said sadly.

" screw work! We'll be singers!" Yazmin tried convincing me. I shook my head.

" No. No. No. What about Melissa? And dani? And Eleanor? Stop being so selfish! " I paused, " you know what? You go then. You're obviously fantastic enough to go. Just forget about ur friends! Because that's what most famous people do. I think I'm done here." I picked up my phone and left.

Yazmins pov:

We all watched Francesca leave. She pretty much just ruined the night with her bitchy attitude.

" sorry guys, she's always like that." I said

" it's alright, so you'll go then?" Niall asked me. Niall. He's so cute.

" yeah." I replied dreamily.

" let's go sing!" Louis  jumped up and looked for a song. Harry went up quickly to sing with him. They ended up doing a purposely bad version of we are young by fun. Everyone was dying of laughter by the end of it.

" so, the boys and I, have been wanting to ask you something. Were going to a cabin for three weeks before our tour. Would you liketo come?" Liam asked

" oh my gosh yeah ! Wait, can I bring my friends?"

"sure. Y not?"

" awesome! Anyways, let's go drink!"

A few drinks later we were all tipsy except Liam.

" come dance with me." Niall slightly slurred

“But I can’t dance!”  I answered noticing the slurr in my voice.

“ Neither can I but we’re both drunk so what does it matter?”

“Fine, let’s go!” I smiled and dragged him to the dance floor with the blaring music. We danced for so long, I didn’t realize that until Liam dragged us off the  dance floor, telling us we had to go now.

On the car ride home, it was all Liam trying to keep us calm. Best night ever though. I got to hang with One Direction and now I’ll be touring with them, and next week, I’ll be staying in a cabin with them. One word: A-may-zayn.

Francesca’s Pov

I was just dancing around in my room to Some Nights by Fun, when I heard the kitchen door open downstairs. Eleanor, who was across the hall from my room, wasn’t up. Melissa, Yazmin’s cousin, was in California visiting family, and wouldn’t be back till tomorrow. And Danielle, she was in France for dancing, she wouldn’t be back till next week. I guessed Yazmin was back. I checked the clock: 1:45 am.

Not knowingly how drunk Yazmin probably was, I  left my room.

“Yazmin?” I asked. I flicked on the kitchen light. All I heard was giggling. Yep, there was Yazmin so drunk on the kitchen floor, she was laughing.

"Gosh, again Flores?” I sighed.

“Niall” was all she could giggle. I sighed; I knew Eleanor wouldn’t help me now. I’d have to drag Yazmin up the stairs by myself.

I grabbed Yaz by the elbows, dragging her across the kitchen floor, to the stairs.

“Yaz, you’re so fat!” I complained. Which was far from it. All of us were slim, but at almost two in the morning, no one had any patience and all of the sudden we became fatties.

“Just crawl up the stairs,” I told her” I’m not even gonna.” Yazmin crawled up the stairs and I followed.

After getting Yazmin in bed, I left a glass a water, and a bottle of Advil. She’d need that in the morning. Big time.

I returned into my room and locked the door, I didn’t need any hungover or sober people bothering me tomorrow morning early. And by early, I mean before ten A.M.

Yazmin’s POV

“BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE!” something screamed in my ear.

“BLARGHARGHARGHDSAFKJHJKDBNHBB JVNCBFDB J!” I screamed jumping up. Well, I took in my surroundings, at least I made it home last night. Last night, what even happened? I can’t remember past Niall asking me to dance. Oh well, I’ll figure it out later. But for now, I needed some aspirin. And luckily enough, on my table was water, a bottle of Advil, and a text from Niall Horan.

After taking the Advil, I read the text:

Hey, we’re going out for coffee, wanna come?xx

I replied:

Yeeppx

He answered:

We’ll be at Marianne’s Warm D-Lights Coffee, cya there xx

I smiled. First I’d have to take a shower, freshen up because I smelled like a bar. Then see if Francesca and Ellie would want to come.

“Hey Ellie” I smiled. Eleanor was sitting at the tv watching the news.

“Goooood Morning!” She replied cheerfully.

“Hey, I’m going for coffees, with one direction, wanna come?” Eleanor laughed.

“One direction? Good one!”

“No, seriously.”

“Ooookay, whatever you say. Sure, I’ll come, go get Franceyy.” I nodded and went upstairs.

“Francesca?” I tried her door. Locked. I banged on the door.

“FRANCESCA!” I yelled. Francesca yelled something muffled and unintelligible. Oh wait, it was only eight thirty. Francesca doesn’t get up before ten on weekends. I went back downstairs. Eleanor was already at the door waiting for me.

“Let’s go, Francesca won’t be up for a looong time.” We laughed, and exited out the door.