the matchmakers

little things

The five boys stare at us like we are some ghosts — well, they probably think we are — but all the staring is getting a bit (okay, so maybe a lot) uncomfortable. Hiral's discomfort is mingled with awe, while Umme is still obvious to everything as she looks around, eyes filled with wonder.

Typical Umme.

Then, Louis bursts out laughing. "You think we believe you?" he says, rolling his eyes "Look, I don't know how you guys got here, but saying that you are from future is some delusional shit."

"You don't believe us? I don't blame you." I raise an eyebrow at him, and look at Hiral.

"What have you got here?" Hiral asks, gesturing towards the pile of papers scattered on the desk.

Liam and Niall immediately try covering it. "It's nothing." Niall says "Just a new song for our new album."

Umme grins, and snatches the paper out if their hands. She ignores the 'hey!'s of the boys and look at us. "It's 'Little Things'." she says, and whips out her phone "You wanna hear how it sounds after you guys record it?" and before they could even blink, she plays the song.

The expression on their faces were epic.

"Okay, wow. That really is us." Harry says, looking like he is still digesting the fact that we 'may be' from the future. Cue me rolling my eyes. He pauses for a moment, before turning to the others "Did it get leaked?"

"I don't think so, no." Zayn says, biting his lower lip.

"The tracks, the music, the chords — everything is just like how we have planned. How is it possible. Is it an edit?" Liam says, all the boys pretending we are not here.

I facepalm, "Yes, Liam, it is an edit. We read your minds, created the song just how you guys want to and mimicked your voice exactly."

The boys gape at us once again, before Zayn slowly speaks, "She does have a point."

I roll my eyed for the millionth time. They are dumber than I thought, and hook each of my arms around Hiral and Umme. "Let's give them some time to think about it." I say.

"Let's go to the kitchen, I'm hungry." Umme says. I and Hiral shrug, and start to follow Umme, trying to find the kitchen.

Oh, not before playing 'Midnight Memories' on full blast, laughing at the gasps of the boys.