CHAPTER EIGHT:
The World According to Louis Part II
(im just going to use theses two as the narrators, and switch between them randomly, or when needed.)
After the movie finished, we left the theater and started walking back to Miles' house.
We're walking in silence. Nobody is saying a word. There's stuff to talk about, but we just are not talking about it. The movie was good. I don't think that this is going to be a very fun week. Miles seems to be loathing the very fact that I, and the rest of One Direction will be staying at his house for a week. Today doesn't even count as part of the week.
We get to Miles' house quickly and get inside. It's a fairly small house but it has the feeling of being big. When we get there two cars are in the driveway.
"Are those your parents cars?" I ask innocently
"Yeah"
We get to the front door and step inside. Miles' mom is there to greet us.
"Hello" she says "I'm Loretta. And y'all must be One Direction"
"Aye that be right lassie" Niall says
"Ooo hoo hoo hoo" Loretta giggles "an Irish accent"
"Mom," Miles interrupts "go back to the kitchen"
"Ok Miles" Loretta sheepishly says while making googy eyes at Niall.
I look at Niall and he gives me a look of flatter and creeped out-ness. He mouths: Help Me. I laugh at him.
Loretta leaves and Miles shakes his head in disappointment of her.
"Miles" Niall says "your mom be weird as hell"
"Yeah" Miles tells him "I know"
"Dinner will be ready at 8" Loretta calls from the kitchen
We have three more hours before dinner. What is there to do here?
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FanfictionA birthday gift for a close friend of mine. Juliet Moore convinces her best friend, Miles, to enter a contest to have One Direction stay with you for a week on a whim, believing they'll never win. But when they do, hilarity ensues, as they struggle...
