Number Zone (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 1 - College

SO THIS IS CHAPTER 1 GUYS :D I HOPE YOU LIKE IT...

BY THE WAY, THE PICTURE ON THE SIDE DOES NOT TURN INTO A SLIDE SHOW UNLESS YOU CLICK A BUTTON ON THE SIDE OF THE PICTURE. I DON'T KNOW HOW I DID THAT BUT IT WAS AWESOME! HAHA

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CHAPTER 1

"Elizabeth!" I could hear my mom's voice from the speaker inside my room. "Breakfast is ready!"

I groaned. I did not want to get out of my perfectly comfortable king size bed. My silk sheets were practically begging me to cuddle with them and all I ever wanted was to give in at the temptation- "Lizzie!" My sister's annoyingly high pitched voice echoed through the walls, "Get your butt down in here!" Great. You would expect to see her proper and dressed up since she was a movie star and we're part royals, but NO, my sister was just like any other regular person.

I removed my face from the pillow I was hugging. "Shut up" I groaned.

"I'm ordering Randy to get you!" She was referring to our really tall and big bodyguard. Damn. He would throw me over his shoulder like he always does. It was even more embarrassing when Mandy, my insanely gorgeous older sister, filmed it with her little camera phone and posted the video on YouTube. It went viral and I got extra publicity the next few months.

"I'm up!" I cried as I practically ran out of the room to retrieve my SpongeBob fuzzy slippers and run all the way to the dining room. Damn our house is huge! It took me about ten minutes to look at which dining room they picked for breakfast. Yes. We have a lot of dining rooms--five. One is in the ballroom, one is in another kitchen, one on mom and dad's room, one on the family room and one just laying there looking prim and proper.

"Finally!" My sister cried, holding her hands high up in the air when I arrived inside the family room. She has always been the dramatic one of us.

"Will you shut up?" I asked as I kissed my mom and dad a good morning.

My mom smiled warmly at me. She looked so pretty with her blonde hair and green eyes. I definitely got my looks from my dad. "Honey-" she started but Katie, my supremely loud little sister cut her off with a squeal that might wake up the whole household. By household I mean my younger brother, Seth.

"Oh My God!" She started fanning herself while I rolled my eyes. "It's One freaking Direction!" She shouted and smiled brightly at us.s.

"Yey" I muttered sarcastically which earned me a playful kick from my older sister below the table. Katie has been addicted to One Direction since she heard their song What Makes You Beautiful and has been begging our dad to make them as guest stars in the next party that we are hosting. At first, I found it absolutely adorable but when it goes on and on every day, you might just want to shove some tissue paper in her mouth just in case she might explode of being a directioner. Alright, I get that they are hot, stylish and they are practically the biggest boy band on Earth right now, but, they're human. And sometimes, humans need privacy. She should understand that since she was at some celebrity news not nearly two weeks ago because she grabbed the hair of one of our neighbors because in her defense, they were 'destroying a bunny'. I had no idea what happened so I decided not to get involved.