A Week With One Direction

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!", My best friend, Aly screams running out doing kart wheels and back handsprings, shes a gymnast. I rolled my eyes,

"What now?!" i scream from the kitchen, knowing it was about her favorite band, One Direction,

"I won, I won, Michelle, I won!" She yelled breathlessly.

"Okay, okay! Breath!" I said calming her down. After she sat down I asked,

"So what did you win?" Her eyes lit up as ran a hand through her thick, black hair and  screamed,

"I WON A WEEK WITH ONE DIRECTION!" She began jumping up and down. I rolled my eyes. One Direction had to be the most stressed topic in our flat that we shared in London and I really couldn't care less,

"Wonderful," I said sarcasticly, "Now what do you want for breakfast?" 

"TAC-O's!" she giggled, spinning around, I sighed.

"So, when is this 'week with One Direction'?" I asked curiously,

"It starts on Monday!" I realized that today was Saturday,

"Ok then you better get started on your laundry because I do not want to get stuck with that." I stated.

"Haha." she said sarcasticly and sneezed. and sneezed again, and again.

"Are you okay? I heard there was a virus going around," I warned,

"Oh please," she scoffed,

"Im indestructable!" she giggled and strutted off  to her room. Oh well, I went to my room in the basement, or as Aly liked to call it 'Level B1' and pulled on my pj's I layed on my bed and fell asleep.

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"MICHELLE!" My eyes snapped open as I heard Aly's tearful voice. I ran into her room and almost laughed at the site: She was sitting on her bed surrounded by used tissues whith her eyes and nose swollen. I laughed,

"Its not funny!" she pouted.

"I told you!" I said in between giggles. I sat down next to her and spent the whole day taking care of her. As I was leaving to go to my room she called me back in

"Yes?" I asked patiently,

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Err..ok?" I said unsure.

She immediately sat up and said,

"If im still sick tommorow you have to promise to do the Week with One Direction for me."

I looked at her shocked and scoffed, "Yea, sorry, not gonna happen."

"PLLLLLLEEEEEEAAAAAASSSSSEEEE!" She dragged giving me her best puppy dog eyes, I took a deep breath and finally answered,

"Ok, fine!"

"Eepp!" She squealed.

And anyway its not like the virus would last that long.

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I opened my eyes and saw Aly standing in my doorway,

"Why aren't you dressed?" I asked, confused,

Because Im sick, why else?" She questioned.

Oh God. This is not happening.

"Why haven't you packed?" She asked snapping me back to reality. I didn't answer so she began searcching through my closet,

"The limo will be here in one hour so you better hurry up!" she yelled and I immediately stood up and ran to my bathroom. I slammed the door shut and jumped in to the shower. When I came out I franticly brushed my wild mess of curls And was about to throw on a hoodie and sweatpants when I saw Fio holding up dark blue, skin tight jeans that i haven't worn since freshmen year, a strapless tourquoise top with a black strip at the top and an electric  blue blazer.

"I am not wearing that." I said.

"Yes you are."

No Im not."

"Yes."

"No."

Yes."

"FINE!" I growled, and ran into the bathroom. I put it all on and I had to admit, I didn't look bad. I had a lean athletic body, a flat chest and wild curls. the colors complimented my olive skin. Fio did have good taste.

Damn her.

I stepped out of the bathroom and she squealed,

"Perfect! Now get out there the limos waiting!"

I put on lipgloss, mascara and some eyeliner and stepped out the door. Immediately I was blinded by the flashes of cameras and quickly wrenched the door open and stepped in.

"Hello, Love" I looked up to see Simon Cowell smiling down at me I smiled weakly and he opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the ring of his phone. He put the phone on speaker

"Hello?"

"UNCLE SI!" Blasted the voice of Louis Tomlinson

"Did you pick her up yet!?" He screamed excitedly,

"What does she look like?"

"Is she hot?"

"Does She like Nandos?"

"Does my hair look okay?"

"Calm down!" Five different voices blasted through the phone.

"You'll see when she gets here!" Simon yelled and hung up on them.

"So," Simon said sweetly,

"Whats your name, love?" 

"Michelle." I whispered.

"Well, the boys are excited to see you."

"I'll bet."I mumbled.

This is going to be a long week.

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