My eyes shoot up and my ears are ringing.
"AHHHHHH! WHAT THE BLOODY--" I yelled under my gritted teeth, and catch myself by covering my mouth.. Wait..? Wow. I am definitely rubbing off on the boys. But what in Earth is this alarm! Rolling off my bed, holding my ears, I look down the steps and see nothing. I race down them and check the kitchen and what do you know.. Jake is trying to cook.
"JAKE! Get out of the way! And open the doors!" I shouted at him. Smoke was all over the kitchen and he was standing in the corner with a terrified look on his face. He nodded his head and ran towards every door to outside and opened them. I turned the burner off and grabbed the pan after sliding on a pair of mitten things. Running to the back door, holding the pan that had smoke escaping from it away from my face, I launched it into the backyard. Jake ran to the backyard holding the water hose. I gave him a nod and he started spraying the pan.
I ran back to the kitchen and grabbed a dish towel, then started waving it rapidly in front of the fire alarm.
It finally stopping ringing, and some of the smoke had escaped the house. I opened some windows for support. After that, I walked to the back of the couch, turned on my heel, and let gravity place me upside down on the couch as I rubbed my eyes. What a great morning to wake up to.
"I'm so sorry!" Jake said as he burst into tears. I raise me head up quickly and pull myself up from the couch.
"Shhh. Shhh. It's okay, bub. I promise." I tried comforting him while I held him in my arms and rubbed his curly locks. He was sobbing, and I'm pretty sure he was soaking my shirt. But that's okay. Soon enough he calms himself down, and walks back upstairs wiping his eyes. Poor kid. So I went back to the kitchen and made him some cereal and took it upstairs to him.
Walking into his room, he was watching Monsters Inc. while laying on his bed, arms behind his head, and one leg hanging from the bed.
"Here you go.." I said catching his attention. I handed him the cereal after he sat up, and I walked out heading across the hall to my room. To my surprise I heard One Direction singing. What the heck? I look to my phone.. That was the source. I guess I was too tired last night to even notice I hadn't turned it off. Hmm. I grabbed my phone and hit pause, then checked my messages. 6 messages. One from twitter.
Zayn Malik: I shoulda, I shoulda, ohhh, I shoulda kissed you! xx.
Was that about me? Or was he just tweeting their lyrics from their last album? I don't know but I favorited that tweet just incase. Two from Hallie.
1Hallie Powell: Best night ever! Thank you so much for inviting me! My life is complete :D
2HalliePowell: Hey!
I sent her a you're welcome and stuff and began to read my other messages. One from Liam Payne.
Liam Payne: Hope to see you soon! We miss you already! Much love.
Me: I hope to see you soon as well. I miss you guys so much, thanks for making the best night I could ever ask for happen. :)
Last! One from Zayn, the lovely!
Zayn, the lovely: Hi :)
Me: Hahaha, hey! I was hoping I would receive something from you! How's it going? :)
That was all my messages. Now what to doooo. Ugh, I have clothes all over my floor. I'm going to pick those up. I'm very OCD, and I know it's odd but I find cleaning very fun. Unless it's doing the dishes or taking out trash. Noo. Anything but those two. I looked at my alarm clock, the time was 12:38 and it was Sunday. Great. Sunday. So much fun.
I finished cleaning my room and turned around to see Jake running towards me. He reached his arms out and jumped on me! Good thing I caught him!
"Please don't tell mommy and daddy that I almost killed us!" He begged as I was sitting him on my bed.
"Haha, you think I would do that? I'd be the one getting in trouble. Not you!!" I answered. Then he smiled a relieved and pranced off into his room.
I look to my closet. Today is Sunday so that means lazy day. I threw on a loose sweatshirt, a pair of shorts, and knee high socks. I took my hair done and fixed it back up into a more freshly done messy bun. Grabbing my phone, I walked down the stairs.
I watched TV for about 2 hours and was texting Zayn the whole time. Looking down at my phone reading my newest text from him:
Zayn, the lovely: I packed early and stuff so if ya want I got an extra hour and a half left.. You can come to my hotel?
But I have Jake with me... Ugh. What do I do, I want to see him so bad. I texted him back.
Me: You have no idea how bad I want to but I am watching my little brother.. :(
Not even 1 minute later I got a new one.
Zayn Malik: I don't mind, Louis can play with him! Come on over, pleeeease!
I jumped up as fast as I could and ran to my room! To my surprise, I slid and landed face first on the hardwood floor on my way to the stairs!!!
"$&@%." I whispered and got straight back up and ran up the stairs. I popped my head into Jakes room and demanded him to get ready because he was meeting One Direction. I changed into a pair of black sweatpants with pockets, and a light blue fitted shirt. I slipped on my black vans. Keeping my hair in a messy bun, I fixed on my makeup, and threw on a pair of fake glasses.. I like them. Leaving my room, I grabbed Zayns black and white letterman jacket and put it on.
"REEEEADY!" I heard Jake yell from the front door. I paced down the steps and out of the door. That only took about 15 minutes. So I have an hour and 15 minutes left. Their hotel luckily was 30 minutes from my house. It was downtown.
Me and Jake pulled into the hotel parking lot with what seemed to be security guards and one other person standing in front of the doors. Holding Jakes hand and walking closer to the door, my face lit up and smiled. I think it's Zayn!
(In dedication to Allie Reynolds. Also known as Al in this story. I love you girl, keep smiling!)
