Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

17- The Tap on my Shoulder... Changed Everything

1:45pm. April 21, 2012

As Zayn and I were rushed into the hotel, we were pushed into the elevator and rushed into our loft.

"You have 20 minutes to get ready." Karen, their chaperone told us, shutting the door, leaving Zayn and I sprinting up the stairs and into our shared room. We almost didn't realize that the rest of the boys were in the living room, staring.

"Can I come in?" I heard as a couple minutes after Zayn and I were in our room. I look at myself, and I was in my underwear and bra. I turn around and Zayn was in his boxers, his plaid shirt on the floor near my feet.

"Pull that on, and I'll open the door." Zayn said as he kicked it over to me. I button up the shirt, and Zayn opened the door to let Niall come in.

Niall had stopped dead on his footsteps.

"Oh, did I disturb anything...?" he asked, looking at his feet, turning red.

"No... No. NO!!!" It took me a while to realize that Zayn hadn't been wearing anything under his boxers, and I was wearing his shirt. Maybe Niall thinks that we.... had it!

"Dude, we were just changing." Zayn said, reassuring his best friend.

"...good." was all Niall said as he plopped down on our bed.

Zayn had gone into the bathroom, and I picked out my outfit. I took out a black strapless mini dress. Which was extremely short and tight, but it wasn't enough to call me a slut. It was, cute. It was completely black, and hugged all the right places. I paired that with an over sized bright red cardigan. It was knit, with black buttons, so it matched.

I hold it up for Niall, and he said, "You would look gorgeous in anything.” I blushed, and went into the bathroom where Zayn was doing his hair.

"Hey, mind if I kick you out for a sec.?" I ask, he nodded and walked out combing his abnormally tall hair.

I slipped on my dress, and pulled on the cardigan that had been longer than the dress itself. I hiked up the dress, did my eye makeup, braided my hair and put it into a bun, and walked out, to find Niall and Zayn both ready and on their phones.

"Hey, how do I look?" I ask the boys. They had stared and smiled, signifying that I looked alright. I grabbed my TOMS and Zayn headed out, then I did, and finally Niall. We walked down the stairs to join the rest of the boys.

I notice that the boys had worn their signature looks; Harry wore his blazer and tight chinos. Louis and his bright red pants and striped shirt. Niall wearing a red polo and chinos. Liam wearing a plaid shirt and chinos, and finally back to Zayn wearing his varsity jacket.

"You guys look great!" I say, slipping my shoe on.

"No, Livy you look better!" Harry said, winking at me at the end.

"...thanks." was all I got to say, since Karen burst into the room.

"Come on boys, we are on a timed schedule! LET'S GO! Chop chop!" She yelled throughout the room, making the boys stand up and gather their belongings. Every one grabbed their phones and sunglasses. And I was the dumb ass who forgot her sunglasses.

We were in the elevator, and Louis was blurting random things out.

"You PEASANTS! I am the Queen of Guadalupe! Bow down!" this had made everyone burst into laughter,

"I REFUSE TO!" I shout back, as Louis flicked me in the head, making me cry into Zayn's shoulder.

"LOOK! You made her cry!" Liam said, as Louis slapped everyone.