The Story of Our Lives (Zianourry)

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Bang! Bang! Bang! I heard the noise coming from the entry door to the submarine. I jumped before Niall placed a hand in my lower back to calm me down. Liam walked to the door and opened and there was a frustrated Ed and four girls right behind him. I tilted my head and looked at the girls before I looked at Ed. "I saw clouds forming on the north side of where we are located." He told me and I sighed.

"Well...I guess you girls can stay..." I said and Zayn instantly looked at me, but before he could say anything, I said, "Only for the sake of their safety. If there is a storm coming in, then we can't have them out there or else they will get hurt, and let's remember that Ed's also with them, so it's for his safety too." Zayn closed his mouth and sighed before walking away. "Harry, it's also not safe to stay in here. The submarine has never been put through a storm, so we can't just sit here and see if we make it or not," Ed told me and I nodded.

"I agree, which is why we will be staying at the castle until this storm passes. Richard did say that the boys and I did share a room in the past, so we will sleep there as he tries to set up your sleeping arrangements," I told him and he nodded. "Alright, while I will be attempting to move us closer to the castle, get anything that belongs to yoy and back it up. If this submarine is gone when the storm is over, there is no other way to get it back, and if it gets hurt then there is no safe way to get back in." Ed told all of us before he walked away.

"You are not really going to share a room with all 4 of th-" "I said that, didn't I? If my past me was able to do it for so long, then so can I." I said, cutting Hailee off. "But what if-" "Look, I've been with the boys for 4 years before we got engaged and got married. Which means that we were in one bed for a long time. Not once did Richard mention that the sleeping arrangement was difficult. In fact, he said that I slept like a baby and so did they. Now can you honestly shut up and pack up?" I asked, getting impatient.

Everyone looked at me with a shocked look, but I was upset because they actually have to stay some more days. Like I already went through enough problems with them anyways. I sighed and walked to my bunk to get my stuff into one bag which was not a lot of stuff. I needed me waterproof laptop, phone, earphones, and my charger. I then put some clothes into the bag before I went to my nightstand to pick up the pieces of clues that we've found because if reasons like....

1.) If I were to get back to my old life, then I would have to keep the wedding rings, the necklaces, and my crown. Because I am married and I am royalty.
2.) There's no reason to leave them behind and in a place where it might be hard to find when this storm is over.
3.) Pretty....

You cannot blame me. Take a look at those pieces of jewelry and try to tell me that you don't want them....I am getting way to hostile in my own brain. I swear, one of these days, I'm just going to go nuts for not particular reason.

"Hazza?" Louis called and I smiled like as if it was on instinct. It was the first time that Louis has ever given me a nickname and I love it. I turned and faced him, "Yes Lou?" I asked in response and with a smile, he walked up to me and brushed my hair back.

(Changing something so that I don't confuse myself: They are all the same height)

"You okay?" He asked as he looked deep into my eyes and I sighed before shaking my head, "Not really no..." I said honestly and he tilted his head, "and why is that darling?" He asked and I blused a bit before saying, "I just don't really like having the girls around, you know? Like 1: They are quite rude and annoying, and 2: They're gojng to keep trying to take you away from me." I told him as he moved us to the bed andni sat in his lap.

"Well that cant happen, remember? I am married to you, so if they do try then I'll just show them the contract and I might just flip them off." He told me as he laced our fjngers together. "But we haven't decided on the life that we want to live by?" I reminded him and he chuckled, "I know that lovely, but there is a thing called lying." He told me and I gasped. "Lying is rude Lou," I told him as I slapped his chest.