Unexpected. (1D)

The Beginning

When I stopped laughing, I looked up to see the boys looking nervously at me. “Uh, er, can we come in? The rest of the lads took our clothes…” “Well, obviously.” I said, and they looked taken aback. Except for Louis, who was smirking a little. I bit my lip. “I didn’t mean it rudely, I just didn’t think that you three would just walk around in your boxers on my street,” “So other people HAVE walked around in their boxers on your street?” Louis asked me. “Well not boxers, but I’ve run down the street in my bra and underwear, does that count?” “It only counts if you let us in.” “Well then, by all means, come inside.”

“So,” I said to them after I’d grabbed them some sweatpants. “Where are the rest of the crew?” “Well… we don’t exactly know.” Josh said. “Do you have any food? And… why were you eating your pudding with a fork?” Niall asked me, confused. “I was hit with some Liam feels tonight.” I said, as if that explained everything. Louis patted me on the back. “We all were, love.” “When you guys leave, tell him I’m really sorry for him, but I’m shipping Ziam harder than ever.” Niall laughed at the Ziam part. “What about Niam?” He asked me. “I’d rather have-” The boys looked at me expectantly. “Never mind,” I said hurriedly. “You’d rather have Nialler for yourself?” Louis asked me winking. I blushed, a pink color appearing on my cheeks. “Nope.” I said, trying to cover it up. Hell, I’d rather have any of them for myself. “Can I just have some food?” Niall groaned, he’d been blushing too. “In the cabinet.” I stated.

“Hey, I- I mean we- never got your name.” Niall said. “It’s Rebecca. But you can call me Becca. I like that more.” I yawned, it was late. Or, early. Whatever. “Won’t Paul be mad that you guys are missing?” I asked Josh. “Eh, he’ll get over it.” Was his reply. “Hey, Louis. Can I see your phone for a second? I pinky swear I won’t go on twitter or text anybody.” I said, holding out my pinky. He locked his pinky with mine, “Okay.” He handed me his phone and I called Zayn when the three of them dozed off on the couch. He was more responsible than Harry, probably, and I didn’t want to bother Liam. “Louis? Where are you?” Zayn answered, on the second ring. “Hi. This isn’t Louis but I can tell you where Niall, Josh and him are… they’re here,” I gave him my address. “I think they were scared to come back and face the wrath of Paul. By the way, I’m Becca.” “Thanks, Becca. Love, you’re a lifesaver. We’re on our way.” “LOVE? ARE YOU TALKING TO PERRIE?” I heard Harry yell in the background. “No, I’m talking to a lass named Becca. Wanna talk to her?” I heard Zayn asked Harry. “YES! Wait, is she fit? Eh, I’ll talk to her anyways.” I heard Harry reply. “Hellooo!” Harry said into the phone. “Helloooo Harry!” I said. “By the way, Styles, I happen to think I’m very fit.” I giggled.

“Damn,” He cursed under his breath. “You heard that?” He asked me. “Yep.” I said, popping the ‘p’. “Is there a reason you’re blushing right now, Becca?” Louis asked me, next to the phone. “BOOBEAR!” Harry shrieked. “Harry!” Louis exclaimed. “Shh!” I said. “My mom’s sleeping!” “Oh. Sorreh!” Louis said. “It’s okay!” I said, smiling at him. “Hey! Can anybody hear me?” Harry asked from inside the phone. “Ah! I heard a Harry!” Niall shot up from my couch, running in front of me with his hands in fists. “Niall, what are you doing?” “I’m protecting you from the flirt. You’re mine!” I looked at him, astonished. I closed my eyes, and opened them a few seconds later. Niall was still asleep on the couch, I just imagined it. Louis laughed at me. “Harry, she thinks she’s hearing things. She closed her eyes and Niall ran back to the couch.” I looked over at Niall and Josh. Josh looked super uncomfortable, so I went to go move a pillow. When I moved it, Josh’s arms encircled my waist, pulling me onto his lap. Louis fell over, laughing. “Stay with me?” Josh murmured. “Always.” I said, imitating Peeta and Katniss. Woah, and his name was Josh! Freaky.

Louis looked at me weirdly, so I wriggled out of Josh’s grasp and showed him. “OH. Well, wake Josh up. The bus is almost here… Niall you can stop faking now.” Louis said. “Wait, so I wasn’t imagining that?” I asked Niall. “You were,” he said. He kissed my cheek gently, “I’m going to miss you.” “It was wonderful meeting you. I never thought I would.” I told him honestly. “Are you going to the concert tomorrow night in Hartford?” He asked me. “I wish.” I said. “Have a good time.” I told him. “You’re coming with us.” He said. It was 6:30 in the morning, I couldn’t just get up and go. Just then, my mom trudged down the stairs. SHIT. “Rebecca, why are you up?” Then she saw the boys. “Who the hell are these-” She stopped mid-sentence. “Aren’t they a part of that band you’ve got posters of hung up all over your room?” She asked me. I blushed furiously. “Yes. They got lost this morning and asked to come in seeing as they barely had anything on… So I gave them some sweatpants. Sorry about them being a bit short,” I added afterwards, talking to Louis.

Niall wrapped his arms around my waist. “Ask your mom to come with us?” He whispered in my ear. I looked at him shocked. “You weren’t serious?” I said. “We’re serious.” The three boys said at the same time. “Wouldn’t you have to check with management and the rest of the boys?” I asked. “The boys will love you. I just hope not too much.” Josh said. “You’re mine,” Niall whispered. “So I’ve heard.” I said, smirking. The bus pulled into the driveway, and I ran outside with Niall. Paul walked out, and Niall walked back in. “Hi, I’m Paul, the boys’ bodyguard. Sorry if these three caused you any trouble.” He said. “I know who you are. Wow, that sounded really sketchy… Anyways, they were no-” “DON’T KILL US!!” The boys ran out of my house screaming. Josh ran onto the bus and collided with Harry. “Oomph.” Harry dusted himself off.

“Well you said you were fit but I didn’t believe you!” Harry said, with a wink. I rolled my eyes, smiling, typical cheeky Harry. “Paul, we want her to come on the tour with us.” Louis and Niall said together. Paul sighed, looking at the two’s faces. Nialler looked so hopeful, and Lou looked eager. “She can’t. You’ve never had any other fans on tour with you, so she shouldn’t be an exception. I’m sorry.” Paul said, and Niall’s face fell. “Oh. Kay.” Niall said. “But, there’s a first time for everything.” He said. Niall’s face lit up. “Really?” He asked, bouncing up and down. “Yes.” Paul said. I squealed and Niall picked me up and twirled me in a circle. “You’re 18, right?” Paul asked me. “Yes, sir.” I told him. “Don’t call me sir, you can call me Paul. I’ll explain what we’re going to do on the bus.” “Okay, should I-” “Go pack? Yes. I’ll send Louis in to help you.” I snorted. Well THAT was unattractive.

I walked up to my room, and started packing for this new journey of mine. “Mom, I’m heading on tour with One Direction.” “Well if that’s what you’re gonna do, I can’t control of you anymore,” She said. HA, I freaking wish. “NO YOU WILL NOT BE.” She stated harshly. “Mom, yes I will be. I’m 18 and I can make my own decisions.” “You live under my roof, you follow my rules.” “Except I’m not going to be living under your roof, so your argument is invalid.” I zipped my suitcases, I packed a lot. “Need some help?” Louis asked me. I rolled my eyes. “Wanna take a suitcase?” I asked him. “Sure. Just so you know, I think Nialler really fancies you.” “Fancies… me? Well, shoot. Okay!” I giggled. We rolled them down the hall and carried them down the stairs. “You pack almost as much as Zayn!” He panted. “It’s not that heavy!” I exclaimed, protesting.

My mom was waiting in the driveway. “I talked to Paul. I trust him to take care of you.” She stated. “Wow, mom, thanks.” I said sarcastically. We weren’t exactly on the best of terms, but I kissed her goodbye on the cheek anyway. “Bye mom.” I said. Niall pulled me onto the bus. It wasn’t anything too extravagant, but I did notice it only fit 5 people. Paul got into his car, with Josh in the shotgun. They drove off, and the bus driver started driving. “Um, Nialler?” I asked him. “Where should I sleep?” I asked timidly. He grinned cheekily. “No.” I said right away. “Woah, love, calm down.” He said, laughing his adorable laugh. “The couch pulls out, I’ll sleep here,” “No. I’ll sleep here, you can take your bunk. Stay with your band.” I said. “Okay.” He said, kissing my nose. I blushed furiously. This was going to be fabulous.