Nacho Average One Direction Story

G6

Tuesday

HARRY STYLES

      I woke up very suddenly, eyes flinging open wide. We are going to London. I shook Lizz who was sleeping beside me. "We're going home!" I shouted right in her face because I just couldn't help it.

      Lizz jumped up as well and I picked her up in a hug. "I can't wait to see England!" She yelled.

      "I can't wait to see my family!"

     "What if they don't like me?" Lizz shouted in the same tone she said her previous sentence.

     "Are you kidding? Who would not like you?" I yelled back, though we were still in this lame jumping hug like primary school girls.

      "I can't wait to meet the London mob!" She shouted suddenly, bringing up her wish from like a month ago when she refused to believe they were scarry because their British accents weren't scarry.

     "I can't wait to get away from all your bloody American accents and complicated slang!"

     "I'm hungry!" She yelled in my ear.

     "Me too!" I replied back in hers. And with that, we stopped hop-hugging and went to eat the breakfast feast Rose Mom had made for us. It was incredible. She might be an angel.

     "I will miss your cooking so much," I said to Rose Mom as she walked past me. She patted my head, causing Lizz to laugh. Rose Mom, Lizz, and I have had a few baking escapades thus far. Usually Lizz does nothing and eats the dough while we do all the work. Or she goes and takes a nap or something, leaving me to talk with Rose Mom. It was peaceful.

     "You two better get your butt cracks in gear and leave soon or else you will miss your flight," Sir said as he entered the room with the kind of Sir elloquence only Sir could pull off and that I would miss so dearly when we left. It also made me lose my appitite.

     Lizz adverted his gaze. She hated it when he got like this. Everyone would be having a great time and then he would walk in in one of his moods and take it out on them and just be a total jerk. 

     "I think I'm finished. Thanks Mom," I smiled as I cleaned off my plate and put it in the dishwasher.

     "Me, too. All of our things are in the car already, right?" Lizz asked and I nodded. Zac appeared out of thin air to say goodbye. Sometimes I think he just lives here.

     The five of us walked to our pink punch buggy rental car, saying goodbye to the dogs and horses on the way. I had a tender moment with the goliath horse Chipmunk, who I had come to love after getting over the absolute terror.

     "I guess this is it," Lizz said awkwardly and I laughed uncomfortably.

     "Love you later Dad," she said as she hugged Sir and then the rest of her family. Rose Mom whispered how proud she was along with fifteen 'I love you's and 'be safe's. I heard Zac tell her she looked ugly and her tell him his hair looked bad before giving in and suddenly falling into a long hug.

     Rose Mom and Sir stared at me with a look I couldn't quite decipher. Almost smug, like they knew something I didn't. I reached out to shake Sir's hand, surprised but delighted when he pulled me in for a hug. "Thank you for saving her."

     "Thank you Sir," I said and smiled because he didn't know that is what what I automatically think of him as.

     Rose Mom ripped me away from Sir and gave me a bonecrushing hug. "You are like a son to us. We will never be able to repay you for bringing her back to life. We love you. I love you."