King Harry Styles {One Direction}

12

------------------Lauren's P.O.V------------------

"Dude shush, she's sleeping" someone said

"But she looks so innocent while she's sleeping!" someone else said

"Yeah, well leave he before you wake her then!" the other voice said

"Too late" I muttered, rolling over and rubbing my eyes. I opened them and saw Louis staring right at me, our noses nearly touching. I jumped backwards, making Louis smirk and start laughing.

"What time is it?" I asked

"Just gone 6:30" Harry shrugged from the other side of the room

"Are you being serious?" I groaned, covering my head with a pillow.

"Yeah, well we'll see you later Laur, have fun packing your stuff!" Harry called as they both walked out the door, leaving me on my own in there. I needed to get up in half an hour, but I was already awake now, so I may as well go get up. I dragged myself out of bed and into the bathroom, picking up my clothes on the way. I grabbed a plain black strappy tee-shirt with my grey jumper that had 'Teenage Dirtbag' written on it. I found some of my blue skinny jeans and slipped them on. I brushed my hair and applied my makeup, then heading back into the bedroom and grabbing some socks. I picked up my phone and car keys, taking them downstairs with me. Everyone must have already gone. I wandered into the kitchen, heading over to the fridge. I tossed my keys on the worktop and slipped my phone in my back pocket. I grabbed a carton of orange juice and drank it, throwing the cardboard into the bin. I checked the time. 7:15AM. Wow ok. I decided I may as well drive over to my old house now to pack all the stuff up. It seems weird calling it that! I walked towards the door, picking up my keys and I noticed a blue snapback sitting on the side. I put it on and looked in the mirror. Across the top it said 'OBEY'. It looked alright so I headed out to my car, closing the front door behind me. I hopped in my car and drove off, turning the radio up when a song I recognised came on

I arrived at the house, the black gates swinging open for me. I parked my car outside the front door, climbing out and heading in, going straight to my bedroom. I noticed Ollie walking out of my room. Weird. He saw me and flashed me a smile

"Hey, I've just dropped some boxes off in your room for you to pack all your stuff up in!" he shouted

"Ok! Thank you!" I laughed as I entered my room. There were about 20 big cardboard boxes in there, waiting to be filled with my belongings. I put my phone on my iPod dock and pressed shuffle on my music. 'Wild Ones' came on. I loved this song! I grabbed a box and headed into my walk in wardrobe to pack my stuff in there. I started with my tee shirts. I found a black permanent marker and wrote 'Tee shirts' on the box so I knew what was in there. I then began folding the shirts, placing them neatly in the box. I did the same for all my other clothes, ending up with 4 boxes marked Tee shirts, 2 boxes marked Shorts, 3 boxes marked Jeans, 6 boxes marked Dresses, and 1 box marked Underwear. Phew! That's a lot of stuff! And that was just my clothes! At the new house I had picked the only bedroom with a walk in wardrobe, and it was bigger than my current one, so I knew it would all fit! And I've still got the clothes at the boys flat.

Someone knocked at the door. Tyler stuck his head round.

"Hey! You finished packing yet?" he smirked

"No! I've still got quite a lot to do!" I sighed

"Bet you have!" he laughed, walking in and sitting on the floor

"I was thinking," I started

"You don't do that often!" Tyler smirked. Rude!

"If you would let me finish, I was going to say, we haven't really got any home stuff, like, we've got no cushions for the sofas and we don't have any cutlery and stuff and then we haven't got any duvet covers!" I smiled