Meeting One Direction (continued)

Chapter 106: I'll ask my mom.

I get home around eight that night. My mom is sprawled out on the couch with Oreo. 

"Hey honey. How was Kayla's?" She asks me. 

"We made up. We are friends again." I say with a smile. 

"I have to head to my friends house tomorrow. She lives an hour away. She's getting married, and wants my help picking out a dress. Do something with Harry or Lilly tomorrow." My mom tells me. 

I nod my head and go upstairs. I log onto Twitter. 

'Just got home. Phew. I have one of my good friends back. My world is okay again. <3 ;D' I tweet. I get a reply in a minute. 

'@Brielle_anderson. Well now I'm hurt. I feel like your world should be okay as long as I'm in it.' Oh my god Louis. 

'@Louis_Tomlinson, I apologize. I was blinded. My life is perfect, and only because of you. Forgive me please? ;D' I tweet in reply. 

'@Brielle_anderson. I don't take apologizes over twitter. So sorry. I'm still mad at you! I'm the most amazing person in your life. If you want me to like you again, you'll have to tell me in person. Come to the hotel tomorrow?' 

'@Louis_Tomlinson, I'll come. But you need to make sure the others are okay with it. :p' 

'@Brielle_anderson. You are my guest. I don't need approval from the others. ;D Why don't you do it?' He tweets. 

'@Louis_Tomlinson, You want me to come over. You have to ask. I'm not coming unless you ask. ;D <3' 

'@Brielle_anderson. Well. Fine then. I'll go ask.' 

'@Louis_Tomlinson, Oovoo me butthole. And go get Harry. And Niall. And Liam. And Zayn.' 

'@Brielle_anderson, Kayyy jerk wad.' 

My laptop starts ringing, and Louis' face shows up on the screen. I click accept. 

"Hey babe!" Louis squeals with a wink.

"Hay!" I shriek. 

"Louis! I told you not to call her yet!" I hear Harry call in the back round. I hear the microwave beep, and Harry jumps on the bed, in front of the computer, with popcorn. 

"Well now I'm hungry." I moan. 

"Come tonight and we'll save you some." Harry says teasingly. 

"Or I could have my mom make me some. That is possible. You guys aren't the only one with popcorn." I point out. 

"But is yours pre buttered?" Louis asks. 

"Yes. I also have Ice cream. I think I win." 

"I still have the Cookie Dough ice cream from when you had the fever." Harry says as he points to the fridge. 

"I hate both of you." I mumble. 

"We still have the popcorn. And the ice cream. Come get some!" Louis chants. 

"Why would I leave the comfort of my home to have stuff that will only make me fat?" 

I hear the hotel room door open, and Niall sits on the bed. 

"Niall. Convince her to come tonight and get ice cream and popcorn and all that yummy stuff." Louis tells Niall. 

Niall gets off the bed, and comes back a second later with the cookie dough ice cream and a spoon. 

"Put. It. Down." I say slowly. Niall stuffs some in his mouth. 

"I'll ask my mom."