Man, This is Cliche!

Every Directioner's Dream

In the end, it's Lou that breaks the silence. "Well, we heard you were new, so we thought we'd come welcome you. Hey, that rhymes!" We all laugh at Louis' bubbly personality and the way he can always light up a room.

"Well, boys, why don't you come in?" Emily asks, opening the door a little wider so they can shuffle inside.

I finally snap out of the initial shock, saying, "Yeah, make yourself at home." But I hastily add, "But  not too at home! I'm looking at you, Curly."

Harry looks taken aback until I wink at him, showing him I was just joking. But then he flips his hair, and I almost have a heart attack! Why does he do this to me?!

Liam finally says, "Yeah, Harry. Keep your pants on, please." Em and I try to hold back our laughter, until Niall starts giggling as well. Well, you've just seen our perverted side..

"Oh, we brought you this," Zayn says, handing us a basket full of different things. "Kind of like a housewarming gift."

"Aw, thanks." I gush, opening the basket to reveal the blatantly obvious. Carrots from Louis, forks - just forks- presumably from Liam. Em pulls out a can of hairspray, shooting a look at Zayn, who just shrugs sheepishly. I laugh, shaking my head while pulling out the next item. A takeout menu..from Nandos - I wonder who put that in there. Last but not least, Em and I both pull out two stuffed animals. Correction: stuffed cats.

"What a...unique gift," Emily says, trying to find the right word. "Thanks."

"Oh, you're very welcome, love. Although, what are your names?" Louis asks from his spot next to Niall on the leather loveseat.

Emily explains, "I'm Emily, but my friends call me Em." She smiles at me, silently urging me to talk. I haven't been doing much of that surprisingly.

"And I'm Victoria, and my friends call me wonderful." We all laugh. "No, seriously, my friends call me either Tori or V." The boys nod, taking in this new information.

"Liam!"

"What, Niall?" Liam questions from his position on the leather couch made for three, Harry on one side and Zayn on the other.

"I'm hungry!"

"You're always hungry! What do you want me to do?"

"Actually," I interrupt, " Em and I were just about to go eat. Do you guys just want to order in?"

Zayn pulls out his phone, saying, "We can order pizza. Does that sound good?" After we all nod, Zayn leaves the room to go order.

"Ok, I have a question," Harry states.

"Shoot," Emily and I say simultaneously. That's another thing we have a habit of - saying things at the same time.

"Are you fans?" Harry asks curiously. Said question catches the other three's attention as well. Emily and I exchange looks before admitting that, yes, we are fans and looking down somewhat sheepishly.

"Yay! Question time!" Louis says, always the bubbly one. "Um, Emily!"

"Yeah, Lou?"

"HOW MANY R'S?!" We can't help it; we all burst out laughing.

"Okay," Harry says once he's caught his breath. "Where are you girls from?"

Emily answers, "Alabama."

"I knew I heard a bit of a southern accent in your voices," Liam says, amused.

"Okay, it's not that pronounced!" I argue back. I can't help it; I hate when someone tells me I have a country accent or that I'm country. Unfortunately for me, when I yell it just comes out more. Grr..