Paparazzi- A One Direction Fanfiction

"It's not called rape if you like it!"

I groaned as I began to wake up, the pain rippling through my head making me feel like I had just been ran over by a Semi truck… twice… after being hit in the head with a baseball bat… yep, that’s about it.

I opened my eyes only to be met with the rays of the sun.

“Ugh!” I groaned louder and quickly shut my eyes. How can people enjoy the sun? It sucks! You know what? I’m gonna become a vampire. Yep. So whenever I wake up from a hangover, I’ll wake up in my coffin instead of… MY bed?! What the fudge!?

I sat up in my bed faster than… ah who knows, your just gonna have to make your own phrases up… which only made my head hurt ten times more.

I put a hand to my head “Fuck!” I rasp and lay down again. I feel around and sure enough, I’m in my bed. Wow, the boys did keep their promise…

I opened my eyes again and was met with the rest of the symptoms of a hangover. My mouth was dry and my tongue felt like sandpaper. But that was still nothing compare to the bottomless pit I felt in my stomach. It was like the alcohol was eating away at my insides. My head still hurt like heck and all I wanted to do was stay in bed, but when you live with One Direction, we all know that’s not possible.

When I finally manage to get out of bed- only to get some water- I made it downstairs where all the boys and their girlfriends where watching TV. How can they be so chill? I’m practically dying over here and they’re acting like nothing happened?!

“Look who finally woke up?” Zayn says putting the TV on mute

“Hey Ally!” Niall screams at me. My hand quickly goes to my head to stop the headache this boy just made worse.

“Niall… shut up.” I say as I pass him and go into the kitchen.

“Whaa?”

“Niall, don’t you see the poor girl has a hangover. Clearly you aren’t making it any better.”

“Thank you Eleanor.” I say as I open the refrigerator and get a bottled water out. I go back into the TV room trying desperately to open the water. Stupid thing! How hard do they have to seal it!?

I think the boys noticed how much trouble it was opening the bottle, because Zayn came over and opened it for me.

“Thank you!” I say as I tip the bottle back and drink the whole thing in one gulp. The cold liquid ran down my throat and once I was finished I squeezed the bottle tossing it on the floor.

Groaning, I made my way on the sofa next to Niall.

“Why are you guys so calm?” I moan

“Well, unlike you, we didn’t really drink that much.” Danielle says

“Just Niall over here was a little tipsy but that’s all.” Lou says.

“I would get why you made us promise not to let you end up in a stranger’s bed.” Liam says “You are one crazy drunk!” the rest of them laugh

“I’ve been told.” I say leaning on Niall’s shoulder for support. One thing I have noticed is that I wasn’t wearing my dress from yesterday, but someone’s Ramones shirt. It reached me mid thigh so I was all good.

“Alright, who the hell changed me?” I say eyeing all of them.

“Don’t you remember what happened to your dress yesterday?” Niall asks

“Unless someone at the club took it off of me, I don’t remember. Last night is just one big blur.” They all looked at each other before bursting out laughing.