A New Beginning With One Direction

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I would be staying with Louis Tomlinson & Harry Styles? Wow, Cassie would definitely be jealous of me. She always talks about them, she is a huge directioner. But i am not. She has shown me a lot of pictures of them so i know who they all are and what they all looked like. If i had to pick it would be Louis. I have a soft spot for guys like him.

"Here let me help you unpack" Harry says as he picked up my cases and set them on my bed. He starts to unzip them and I remember about my tampons and other woman stuff. Oh god.

"here let me grab the bags and sort.them out." I say as i grab the bags to fast. Harry looked up with a suspicious face.

"Okay then..Haha" still eying me suspiciously as I Walk out if the room. I find the bathroom me and either harry or louis shall be sharing.

I start to rummage through all my bags, 'where are they? They gotta be in here somewhere.' When i suddenly realized that they Were still in my backpack. When right on cue.."Look what i found!"

I run back into my room to find Harry playing with tampons and pads. "Harry what are you doing?! Give me those!" I yell at Harry as he tosses tampons and pads everywhere. Oh god, what am i going to do.. "Harry help me clean this up!"

"Ew no."

"Uh. Yes."

"no"

"yes"

"finee" harry proclaimed when he finally given up. We began putting all of the femine products back in to the bag. When we had finished Harry and i began once again, to unpack. "where do you want your shirts?" Harry asked.

"Uh in the closet" we started a system of me putting.clothes on hangers while he hung them in my reasonably sized closet.

"are we done yett?" Harry asked being tired of unpacking.

"Harry we have only done shirts, are you tired already?" I asked him

"yeah.." He sheepishly replied. He was obviously hungry, tired, and bored.

"Alright, uh.. Why dont you start cooking those tacos you promised and i will try to finish upacking."

"Yay! Okay!" He pranced out of my room. He is like a 5 year old! This.oughta be a good year with Harry. Oh and not to forget Louis, that boy is probably worse.. I check my phone. Wow time has definitely flew by. Its already 8:35 and i got here around 4! I went to check my messages and remembered american phones dont work in.the uk. Everyone is probably either: a. Freaking out because i hadnt texted them since yesterday. or B. Wondering what was happening. Oh god i probably have over 100 texts from everyone. I wonder.what they all say? I also wonder.how the tacos are. Harry probably burned.them. Lol. Did i just lol to myself? Oh god I better check.on harry and our dinner before my mind scolds me for thinking that.

-Harrys pov-

Mmmhmm. These tacos smell amazing. I hear Paisley waking down the hallway. I hope she likes my tacos, i mean everyone does but shes not the guys so she might.think differently.. Nahh she wouldnt. Everyone loves Harry Styles cooking skills (; "Hey how are the tacos?" Paisley asks breaking my train of thought.

"well they smell pretty great, so im guessing they turned out pretty well." I say as a response.

"well i must agree with that mr. Styles." She laughs and i laugh along with her as i start plating our tacos. "did you call me 'Mr. Styles?' " i question, knowing she did.

"yes, yes i did." She thinks back and laughs at her self again.

"well heres your taco, bon appetite!" i push the plate towards her. And put my fingers together bring them to my mouth and say muah!