We're Just Like Them... But Girls (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Fifteen

Liam’s P.O.V.

The next three days were horrible.  Leah and Olivia refused to come out of their rooms during the three-day hangover.  We had to slip notes under their doors to talk to them.  Any little noise made was followed by Leah or Olivia yelling at us to be quiet.  So we just gave them a bottle of pain killers to keep them quiet and asleep.  Niall and Harry had to sleep in ‘the hub’ because they were usually with Olivia and Leah, but no one could get in or out.  No one really wants to talk about Leah or Olivia and that night right now because they have no remembrance of that day.

“Good morning,” Leah said.  “I think my hangover is over, hopefully.”

“Does that mean that we can go back to sleeping in your flats?” Niall said hopefully.

“Harry can, but I don’t know about Olivia right now, she never came out yet.”

“I’ll get her,” Louis said with an evil smirk.  “Bree, get me a bucket of cold water.”

“Let me think about that… no.” Bree said while making iced tea.

“Interfere with her sleep and you die, trust me, I know.” Jessie said getting a cup of coffee.

“Which is why I’m running into her room, dumping the water on her, and running right back out!”  Louis whispered.

“Kinda hard to do that without me being in my bed, isn’t it?” Olivia walked into the kitchen with a knowing smirk on her face.

“She’s behind me, isn’t she?” Louis whispered with his whole body frozen in front of Olivia, not daring to turn around.

“And you have four seconds to run,” Leah said, Louis just shook his head.  “Four.  Three.  Two.  One.  Run boy, run!”

“You’ll never catch me, copper!” He let out a witch cackle.

Olivia chased Louis around the house for 5 minutes, until he stopped and she tackled him.  It was quite a sight to see.

“Okay, okay!  I’m sorry!” Louis screamed in surrender.  “If I had something white, I would be raising it right now.  Just get off of my bottom half!”  With that response, Olivia got off of Louis and went back to her room.

I’m guessing that Olivia is back to normal?

Leah’s P.O.V.

I have no memory of the past few days.  I know I stay drunk for about two days, then the hangover for three, but that’s all I know.

“Harry, can I talk to you?”  Harry came closer to me, and so did everyone else.  “Can I talk to you…?  Alone?”

We walked into my room, and he sat on my bed.  “You wanted to talk to me?” He said with a smirk on his face.

“Shush.  About that night in the club… What did we do?”

“Well, we only had the best drunk sex ever in a bathroom stall, protected of course.  You were hammered.”

“Okay that’s all I need to know for now, or forever.” I started to fake gag, did I really do that?

I started to walk out of my room and into the kitchen, but Harry beat me to my door and closed it.  “What do you want, Harry?”

“What?” he asked.  “Oh, nothing.”  He had a suspicious smirk on his face.

“Let me go into the kitchen.”

“Nope,” he said popping the ‘P,’ “can’t let you do that.”

“And why not?”

“Because,” was all he answered, “hey, look out the window!”

“What’s out the--.” Was all I got to say before Harry tackled me to the floor and started tickling me.  “Harry!  Please, stop!”  I said in between laughing.

“Let me think about that, no.  You’re ticklish, aren’t you?”

“Shut up!  Let me go!” I kept laughing in between words.

I heard the door open, expecting to see everyone, I saw a little puppy run in.  “Whoa, hold on,” Harry kept tickling me, “Harry!  Stop for just a minute!”

“Why is the door open?  Oh hey!  A puppy!  Can we keep it?”

“We probably already are, so sure.”

The puppy was a Boxer, it looked to be around 2 months.  The tail was a little nub and the ears were not cropped.  I took the puppy in my hands and ran out of my room before Harry could catch me again.

“So…” I said after casually running into the kitchen, hiding behind Liam.  “Harry was abusing me and a puppy came in the room!  Can we keep it?”

“I believe ‘it’ has a name, her name is Penny.  We found her on the streets yesterday, while you were locked in your room.  So we took her to the vet, gave her a bath, and bought food for her!  She’s not potty-trained though, so we have to work on that,” Liam said, moving away from me clutching onto the back of his shirt to hide from Harry.

“Whoa, whoa, wait,” Harry said, “I was not abusing you!  I simply tackled you on the floor, sat on you, and started to tickle you.”

“Yeah,” Louis said.  “You ‘simply’ tackled her.  I see how it is.”

“And he sat on me!” I screamed while running away from Harry.

I was running around the house for a good 5 minutes before someone tripped me, making me fall onto the soft carpeted floor.  I fell face flat; after I turned around, I saw everyone staring at me creepily, with their hands out in front of them.

“Well, this isn’t awkward at all.” I said while getting up.  “Hey look!  Penny peed on the carpet!”

They all turned around while I ran out of the house, into the streets, I had over-sized basketball shorts on with a tye dye sports bra.  I saw a few cameras flash in front of me, with a ton of questions shooting out at me all at once.  I continued to run because the others were chasing me around the neighborhood.  Everyone except Liam, I guess he had to take care of the house and Penny.

“You’ll never catch me!” I screamed. Wow, it seems like everyone has been running around today… literally, and it isnt even the afternoon yet.

Author's Note: heyyy ;) okay, im going on a little rant right now, and this only appeals to about a minority of you. ive been getting messages saying that i have the facts wrong about  one direction.  yes, i know the boys got 3rd on the x factor. the girls got 2nd on my imaginary  x factor. i dont need everything about the girls to be just like the boys. if you havent noticed, the girls are changing, theyre becoming their own person, instead of replicas of the boys. so just stop yelling at me and read the dang story. im risking everything i go against for this and you better be damn happy that im writing. if it wasnt for the majority who actually like me, i wouldve deleted this book, or just stopped writing in general. so be happy with what im giving you, if youre not, then thats just fantastic and i hope you get crocs for christmas. i love everyone who actually likes this book and i hope you get everything you asked for on christmas :)

-Becca ;*