Secrets and Surprises

Chapter 35-

A/N:I know this is super short and boring but I was typing last night when the power went out, which meant I lost connection and all my work was lost so I had to start over and type this really quick because I have stuff I need to get done. Okay sorry sorry sorry. I give you permission to kill me but that'd mean that I wouldn't be able to finish so i suggest you don't. That is all.

Morgan’s POV-

Daniella and I exchanged glances. We knew just what was going on. “School?!” We both shouted at the boys.

“Mhmm” Harry said.

“But-“

“Calm down! You’re not actually going to school! Well you’re going to school, but not actually…Liam, explain this for me!” Louis shouted.

Liam rolled his eyes as the limo came up to the school. “We’re performing. Don’t worry, just a little thing that we decided to set up. We thought you guys would be happy but…”

“Yeah well I kinda figured that out!” I sat playfully hitting Liam in the head. He laughed and fixed his hair. “It’s just weird ya know? I wasn’t friends with everyone when I went here. And all the people that hate me still go here!”

“How could they hate you guys?” Louis shouted. Aw he’s going to say something somewhat intelligent! “You like carrots!” …Spoke too soon. I sighed but Niall pulled me outta the limo and into the school. The principle met us at the doors. The halls were empty; I was guessing they were all in the auditorium.

“It’s very nice to meet you all!” Our principle said holding out her hand and shaking all of the boys hands. Then she pulled me and Daniella into a very tight hug. “Oh! I’m so proud of you too!”  This confused me especially; let’s just say she didn’t like me very much, okay she didn’t like me at all during my freshman year. Yeah, I was a smart one in the class room but not so much when it came to everything else.  I was loud, I spoke my mind, and I had a little too much fun. I don’t see anything wrong with that. Daniella on the other hand, was and still is loved by everyone. No matter what she does, she can’t be hated. Plus, she was always better at everything. Okay, everything except sports, but that doesn’t matter to anyone. Anywhoooo, I gotta stop ranting and get on with this.

I totally missed what our principle had said and I found myself being pulled down the hall by Niall. Then, we were in the wings of the stage in the auditorium, this was kind of weird. I didn’t think I’d ever be back in this spot for a while, actually ever. Then our principle began to talk, “We have a little surprise for you today. Daniella could you please come out here, oh and Morgan you can come too, just don’t ruin anything.” I laughed, a little hurt, but still funny. The whole grade laughed, then cheered and clapped for us. I walked out and almost tripped on my shoes, but Dani caught me.

“See Mrs. Portman, didn’t ruin anything!” I said into my mic, brushing myself off.  Everyone started laughing again and she just rolled her eyes and walked off the stage. “Well uh, hey guys…didn’t think we’d be back here again.”

“YEAH AND WE WERE HOPING YOU WOULDN’T BE!” Our old friend Nate Norman joked.

“Shut it Norman!” I laughed into the mic.

We sang a few songs and then it was time for the real surprise; little did they know the boys were backstage, too.  After they finished clapping, everyone sat back down and Daniella began to talk. “So, we’ve got a little bit of a surprise for you guys-” She was cut off by Louis falling out onto the stage and Harry laughing, probably because he pushed him. Then, the insane fangirls of Maccabee High instantly began screaming their lungs out.  Our best friend Bella Freidman almost fainted at the sight of Liam.

(A/N: I have no idea if there really is a Maccabee High School, but I just made it up. Continue…)

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“Well, that was, interesting…”  Liam said, sitting across from me at Daniella’s kitchen table. Let’s just say, we were not prepared for these fangirls what-so-ever. Thank God they had to go back to classes after that performance or we would have never gotten back to Daniella’s house without being followed.

“But I got carrots…” Lou said not very happily as he pulled a baby carrot out of his pants.

“How did that- you know what? I don’t even wanna know.” Harry said, putting his hands up and then sipping his coke.

“Did anyone else hear that?” I asked, referring to the faint crying sound.

“Yeah, sounds like someone’s crying…” Niall said after putting his finger up to his mouth gesturing for everyone to quiet down.

“I think it’s coming from the bathroom?” Daniella looked behind her at the long hall way.

“Isn’t Zayn in there?” I asked.

“Yeah I think so, maybe we should go check on him.” Harry stood up and headed towards the bathroom, followed by everyone else.

I knocked on the door, “Zayn are you okay?”

The bathroom door flung open, “My hair. Do you see what they did to my hair? It’s crazy, it’s totally uneven.”

“I don’t see anything wrong with it…” Liam said confused.

“Yeah, really it looks fine.” Lou said laughing slightly.

“You guys need like glasses or something then.” Zayn said looking into the mirror trying to fix his ‘messed up’ hair.  We all sighed and walked back to the kitchen, leaving Zayn and his hair problems behind.

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They next few days were fun, but nothing super interesting; just hanging out with loads of old friends, family, and hanging out with the boys. It was weird, people I knew but that I was never really close to were asking for my autograph or a picture, it’s funny how last year I passed these people in the school halls and never would have thought I’d be signing an autograph for them. Maybe Daniella, but definitely not me. Like I said earlier, she was always better at everything. It’s Friday now, we’re leaving Sunday morning. It’s about 9 in the morning, Friday September 28th. Niall and I are supposed to be spending the morning together in the city, then later in the day I’m going with my mom and Daniella to pick out a Sweet Sixteen dress. I pulled myself out from under the covers and didn’t feel like doing anything with my hair. It was straight because I blow dried it after my shower last night so I just pulled back the front pieces and left it like that. I slid into light jeans, a plain black tank top, black combat boots and a light grey baret.

I headed down stairs to eat breakfast. My aunt, uncle, three cousins, and my grandparents spent the night and were helping my mom with planning for my party so they were here eating breakfast too. I took a seat next to Niall. “Good morning everyone” I smiled, and Niall kissed my cheek. Then I dug into my pancakes. My dad had made chocolate chip, plain, and banana nut pancakes. I took a couple banana nut ones to start off with, while Niall had a pile of plain and chocolate chip on his plate. The family was sat around the dining room table, talking about whatever.

Niall gestured towards my banana nut pancakes, “Those good?” He asked, obviously he’d never tried them before, and my dad made them the best.

“Yeah, here try some.” I picked up and piece with my fork and gave it to him. That’s when it got quiet. The whole family looked at me, back at each other, then at us again. My parents stared at me in complete shock. Did I do something wrong…?

My grandpa held his heart, “ I think I’m gonna have a heart attack” Obviously he wasn’t being serious.

Niall and I exchanged confused glances. “What?” We both asked.

“Morgan never shares her food, ever.”  My uncle stated in complete shock.

I shrugged and smiled and Niall and I continued to eat our breakfast, while they just stared at us like we were psychotic.