Going The Right Direction-- A One Direction fanfiction

Chapter 1

The whole book is based on Louis's point of view. If it's someone else's i will note :)

First chapter :) please leave your opinions so i can make chapter two better :)

Love Laurel :)

Chapter 1

"Harry! Get up !! I need to talk to you" I yelled at him in a whispering kind of voice, not wanting to wake the others.

"Yeah, boobear? Tell me quick I'm still tired..." Harry nagged as he sat up.Blinking his eyes a few times before closing them again.

I hesitated. Should I tell him. Wait... I'm not normal. I know i wanted to tell him , but c'mon I can't be this stupid... At 6 a.m ? Maybe i should wait a little.

"C'mon Boobear... why did you wake me up?" Said Harry with now an annoyed, yet still wondering what was so important.

"Nevermind, go back to bed. It can wait till later"  Turning on my heels making an exit.

"Boobear c'mon , I'm awake now." Sitting on the side of the bed with his legs dangling.

Damm it. He knows me too well. No way getting out of this one. What should I do? Maybe I should just lie something... or tell him that breakfast is ready. Well that would be a lie.

"Louis.."

Should I say something? No, thats too risky. C'mon Louis just walk out the door. The worst that can happen is he comes after you. No big deal.

"Louis..."

C'mon Louis just walk out the door. It takes one step. Only one step. Why aren't i moving? C'mon Louis. I hate these moments. Just freezing in place, blocking the world out of my head...

"LOUIS"

"What?" I snapped out of my thoughts.

Harry groaned. "Like you didn't know.." Making an annoyed face he got up and went to the closet. Picking out a black shirt, trousers and a pair of toms. He went to the mirror, running his hand through his curls.

I just stood there. I could feel my face burning as he took of his shirt. Why? Out of all the things you could do, you take of your shirt? Don't you need to mess up your hair like every single day? Maybe have a shower? Brush your teeth??

"So Louis, you're getting on my nerves now. First you wake me up, then when I'm awake you say nothing, standing in the doorframe with burning cheeks. You either say something or.. well, you know that's your only choice." He said smiling with teeth showing.

"Well I did want something but... umm.. what was it. Damm I forgot." Gosh I'm a terrible lier..

Harry groaned again. Now putting on the black shirt. Thank goodness I thought I was gonna burn alive.

"Louis, you know you're a terrible lier" Harry grinned looking at me.

Gosh, c'mon .. like he can do better. Why am I even still standing here? So I wanted to take a step. But something stopped me. I was confused. Wait what? How? I tried my other foot. But that one didn't even move. I didn't know what stopped me. Maybe I'm weak. But not being able to take one step is ridiculous. But then what?

"Louis..."

Groaning I turned around. Yay, well at least I can do that.

"Yea, haz?"

Harry stopped spraying his deodorant. Putting the cap back on. He looked at me grinning. What's on his mind? He stepped closer to me. Gosh, he's starting it again. He took another step. Is he trying to look stupid or what? Taking another step he was face to face with me. Just enough place to put a cup of tea. Thinking of tea.. I hadn't had any in a while. When I go downstairs that will be the first thing I do. Maybe Earlgrey...

"Louis"

I snapped out of my thoughts. Gosh I have to stop doing that.

"Yeah"

"What's on your mind?" He said couple of moments later. Brushing some hair out of my face. 

He HAS to stop doing that. It makes my heart beat faster. It's not that it's annoying or anything. But he notices these things. He even figured out that when I lie I get two dimples. Or that when I think very deeply. My heart rate slows down and my body tenses.. I wonder how he thought of these.

"Louis! I asked you a question, not even one and not even once." He was almost screaming at me. Rude. Just rude.

"Well, just some things. Very odd things in fact. Gosh It's far from very. It's strangely odd."

"And what is so odd?" He grinned.

Gosh. I gotta think it over before I say things. What do I say now?

"Well purple cats that smile, and rabbits that go to teaparty"

I mentally punched my self in the face. Who am I? Alice in Wonderland? 

Harry started laughing. He was literally smacking his thighs. People say I do have a very great humor. But Harry laughs on the worst jokes ever too. I guess that's what makes my job so easy.

"So ... I hear you have been talking to flowers and rabbits.." He spat out still laughing.

I rolled my eyes. " At least I don't look like a mad racoon attacked me" Harry frowned. Punching me in chest. Gosh. Rude.

"Dude! What was that for? That hurts like hell!" And stabbed him in the stomach. Still rubbing my injured skin. I think he injured my lungs too.

Harry had an evil grin on his face. What is on his mind. It must be bad. Gosh Louis. Another prank. He already attacked me in the hotel. Threw me outside into the snow. Made me feel terrible which made me go out to the coast and slip on ice to find that I broke my ankle. And he didn't have this evil face then. This is going to be terrible. I must get out fast.

"Louis, there is no way you're escaping" And the grin got worse. Nearly up to his eyes. Little of his teeth showing.

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"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed as he threw me on the ground.

Harry grinned widely. That evil bastard.Not only have I just took of those stupid braces for my ankle but my back hurts like hell. And here is this little bastard throwing me on the ground from 1 meter high.Before I could yell at Harry Liam and Niall appeared.

"Omg! What was that screaming?"  Shouted Liam.. Who else? Mr . Bossy face just woke up.

"Harry?" "Louis?" Liam looked at us weirdly. " I should have known." He stormed to the fridge taking out a slice of cake , the one Harry made. He ran up to Harry and threw the cake at him.

What the hell? Im laughing so hard that I can't breath. But then I just realised that this isn't Liam. What? When has Liam become so funny, playful and umm... too many words are popping in my head to pick out the right ones.

" WHAT THE F*CK LIAM?" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs. I swear that his fans in Australia must of heard him too.

Liam looking as greedy and confused as ever.

Man I don't even know what's going on.. So. Liam came down. Saw us. Went to the fridge. Pissed as hell and threw a cake at Harry? WHAT? Im confused like at math. I have to think about it numerous times before I understand. But I still dont inderstand.

"HARRY!" Niall shouted. I looked up. Niall was standing between Liam and Harry. What did Harry do? Did he hit him?

"LIAM! WHY THE F*CK DID YOU DO THAT?" Pissed as hell he screamed into his face while Niall was holding Harry back.

Perhaps I should get up? Nah, We have a great show going on here .Okay I'll get up.

I slowly got up stretching my back. Eyeing Liam and Harry. What got into Liam? I haven't seen him like this ever before. I went over to Liam. Pulled him away and pushed him to the counter.

He looked at me in shock as I looked into his eyes and said.. 

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