Beau Babies / h.s

Prove It and Twitter

   Wandering back to my room, I collapsed half rolling onto the bed and just behind my left ear, lifting one arm up, I read it through again and scribbled at the bottom where my signature should be, was a note, it read ‘Please think about this some more, wait,’ I knew Zayn had wrote it.

   Sighing, I placed it on the table beside me, then picking up the book that Harry had grabbed for me, I started to read but soon found myself falling asleep with pure exhaustion,

   “Is she awake?” Once voice echoed through my aching head,

   “Yeah of course she is Harry, her eyes are shut and she’s not responding to us, she’s definitely awake,” I heard Zayn say sarcastically,

   Breathing in deeply, I pulled my eyes open and yawned,

   “Morning, actually…” Liam glanced at his watch, “Nope it’s still morning, just. Morning,” He said brightly, they looked freshly groomed and even better than yesterday which I didn’t actually think possible, knowing me, I probably looked worse,

   “Morning,” I replied, instantly, I regretted it, a wave of sickness spilled over me and so I sat up as quickly as possible, grabbed the emergency sick bowl by my bed and leaned over the side throwing up what was left inside me from yesterday,

   “Um…” The boys started to panic behind me,

   “Don’t worry,” I breathed trying to control myself, “It’ll pass. Just…morning…sickness,” I felt the bed go down slightly and someone started to rub my back,

   “Are you sure you don’t want us to get someone?” Liam’s worried voice was back again,

   Nodding I replied shakily with a yes, after a while, I’d fully recovered, Liam and Niall helped me to sit up, the boys sat smiling around me, “So, I never asked yesterday. Tell me something about yourselves, I know you’re famous but what do you guys do for a living?”

   The boys exchanged odd looks, “So you’re not a fan?” Louis asked,

   “A fan?” I asked shifting myself to get more comfortable,

   “We’re a boy band,” Zayn told me gruffly,

   “Really?” I scoffed, Zayn narrowed his eyes, “Sorry, you just…you don’t seem…it doesn’t matter,”

   “Do you want us to prove it?” Niall grinned as if he were up for a challenge,

   I grinned feeling young again, “Go for it,” Niall turned to Zayn who rolled his eyes but then opened his mouth and started to sing,

Your hand fits in mine

Like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind

It was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots

With the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me…

 

   Soon enough the others joined in, each of their voices so different yet so amazingly sweet, at the end, even Zayn had a smile on his face, I must’ve look in complete shock,

   “That was, amazing,” I told them, “You guys are…” I couldn’t think of a word, “Amazing,” I repeated, they laughed, “I’m serious,”

   “Thank you,” Louis stood up and took a bow,

   “It’s a very sweet song too,” I told them,