Silly Things Called Odds.

Set Fire To The Rain.

I went down the stairs to find 5, well 4 very hanged over boys as Liam made pancakes, "Did y'all stay here all night?" I asked curiously,"Sorry for party rocking'" Louis sung, even when he's in a hangover he was still funny, all the guys laughed while I stayed there confused wondering what was so funny,"You don't get it?" asked Zayn,I shook my head "Oh babe it's a song by LMFAO, it's catchy" He chuckled"Ah that's why,I don't like LMFAO a lot...i'mmore of a Taylor Swift kinda gal" I chuckled at my bad country accent, "That was so cute!" Louis squealed as he ran up to me and pinched my cheeks followed by Niall, then Zayn who casually touched my lips with his finger as I blushed.I looked at Harry gave Zayn a death stare, I guess there was some kind of 'bro-code'. "So Bella, are you going to the Blood Moon dance with any special boy?" asked Liam, "No father" I laughed, "Good cause boys are icky" he laughed "Yeah but i'm constantly being ambushed by 5 everyday, that's not normal" I stated."Oh by the way Bells, I sighed us up for a hip-hop dance class for this afternoon" Liam smiled at me, I smiled back, "Are we going to the dance studio in London?"I asked excitedly, he nodded and continued to cook. I ran up the stairs to get changed and pack some shorts and a big shoulder showing t-shirt and my nike's. I came down the stairs and the boys were already eating and as usual never being normal. Niall was eating..or stuffing his face,Louis made a pancake mask and Harry and Zayn were virtually having a food fight while Liam,the only mature one ate with patience. "Any left for me?" I asked quietly as Liam smiled and pointed to a stack of pancakes on my cute plate I made in school a year ago, I went to the table and found myself in quite an awkward spot, the only seat available was between Harry and Zayn, anyone can feel the tension between them, so I just casually sat myself down and stuff my mouth so I didn't have to talk.

"Oh you got a pit of syrup there" Zayn said as he leaned in to clean it with his thumb, then Harry smacked his hand with a spoon and went in for the same move Zayn just did, but Liam smacked him instead and gave me a napkin, "Thanks" I blushed as I cleaned it off, today hasn't even started and these boys are already fighting!

"Well it's nice to get out of the house and relax for a minute and get away from your crazy fan club" Liam laughed as he held my hand walking down the streets of London to the dance studio, "Oh goodness, let's not even talk about that! They are in the middle of World War 3 right now!" I stated as we walked into the dance studio, "Hello, I rented out a dance studio" Liam smiled kindly at the lady at the desk who was obviously about to pass out just by looking at Liam and me, She nodded and gave us both a pass as we walked down a tight hall way to an open room with wooden floors and mirrors everywhere. I looked to find a beautiful girl in her twenties stretching her hair wild and exotic and skin beautifully tanned and dark, I felt like a potato being in the same room as her. I looked up at Liam who was marveled by this girl, he looked father like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.

"Oh someone has a crush on the dancing teacher" I nugged him with my elbow onm his stomach.

"Bella!" he whinnied

"Haha aren't you a cutie pie!" I laughed as I pinched his cheeks and he glared at me.

"Oh hello! i'm Danielle!" the exotic girl said as she came up to shake our hands, Liam started getting sweaty.

"Hi i'm Arabella and this is...Daddy Direction aka Mr.I-Got-A-Crush-On-The-Dancing-Teacher" I pointed to Liam who turned to a bright red as he starched his head and let out a nervous laugh. Danielle blushed and turned around and we began our dance lesson.

"Liam, carry me" I held my hands out like a child, my feet were soar and I didn't want to walk all the way to my house. He chuckled and gave me a piggy back ride. "Sorry if i'm heavy" I apologize, "No you're actually lighter than a feather" I smiled as I got carried around, many people stared as if I was mental and some people took pictures which was better than getting death stares from people.