One Magazine. One Year. One Direction. [One Direction FanFic]

Nutella and EVEN MORE DRAMA!!!- Chapter Eleven.

Hola!

I know, my chapter nine was blehh! But I plan on making this one a whole crud-ton better!! I swear on my One Direction poster.

It is currently 1 AM here, I have GLEE music playing and I am typing. I was laying in my bed until I read Peyton's Chapter and I got brilliant ideas!! So, here it is!!

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**Alex POV**

I woke up and stretched. Since my dad was a trucker, I was used to sleeping on bumpy rides. I grabbed my clothes and set them on the bed. I was glad that the shower was right next to the door of Cory and I's room. It was only 8 o'clock in the morning and everyone was still asleep. I jumped in the shower. I have a terrible habit of singing in the shower. I hummed 'Fighter' the GLEE version. I finished and peered out the door. No one was up. I ran from the shower to the bedroom. I quickly threw on my 'Fight Like A Girl' shirt and a pair of sweats. I threw my hair up into a messy bun and went into the living room pass the boy's bunks. As I passed Niall's bed, He turned and his hand came in contact with my face.

I fell back and rubbed my cheeks. That hit stung! I've been hit many times during boxing, but none with skin on skin. I let out a gasp as it happened and I heard rustling. "Al! Are you okay?" Liam asked. He saw Niall's hand hanging out and the redness on my face. I smiled.

"I'm fine, just shocking." I said and he helped me up. "You should go back to bed. I'm sorry to wake you up."

"Nah, It's fine. I'm not tired anymore. I like the shirt." He said and I laughed quietly.

"I want to box you someday." I said and went to the mini-fridge and grabbed a bottle of orange juice.

"Okay. But I can guarantee that I will win." He said smirking.

"If only! You are looking at my gym's champion." I said, flicking his nose. He scrunched up his face and I laughed. "How far away are we from Paris?"

"About 5 hours." He said and I grabbed one of my muffins. He followed suit and sat next to me on the bench and I looked out of the window. I turned on my computer and checked my Twitter. Haven't done that in a while. I quickly tweeted: On my way to Paris with Corrine and One Direction! Wrote about their recent concert in London. Interview included. Out in the Next edition of Band Beat!

"You have a Twitter?" Liam asked and I nodded. "What's your Twitter?"

"Al_JohnTE13." I said smiling. "But don't follow me on that one."

"Why not?" He asked.

"That is my one for work. My normal one is Alex_Johnson13. You can follow that one." I explained. I looked up and saw Cory.

"Al, did you cook?" She asked. I smiled and got up to pat her on the head.

"Go get ready and I will put something together." I said and she nodded. Something was different about her. Needed to ask her later. I found some Cinnamon rolls and... OH MY BOXING! Nutella! I grabbed it and set some on a plate and spread Nutella all over them.

"What is that?" Liam asked and I gasped. "Never had that food combo." 

"Oh My! You need to try it." I said sticking the plate in the microwave for thirty seconds. I pushed my glasses up and saw Liam staring at me. "You okay?" I asked and he blushed and looked down.

"Just, admiring your amazing cooking skills." He said.

"I have better boxing skills." I said and slapped him.

"Hey, I could beat you!" He said wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Hence, the word could." I muttered.

"What was that?" He asked as I took the rolls out of the microwave.

"You said 'could', which leaves the option that I would win." I said and he laughed.

"In your dreams Johnson." He said.

"You wish, Payne!" I cried and he wrapped his arms around me tighter. I turned my head and he leaned his head in and as our lips were an inch away, Niall interrupted us and we broke apart quickly.

"What smells really good?" Niall asked.

"Cinnamon Rolls and Nutella." I said. "But, you ne-" I started but he cut me off.

"Need to get dressed first." Niall finished. I smiled, so proud of my little leprechaun.

"Good Boy, Now go!" I said and I couldn't help smiling. "We keep getting interrupted."

"No kidding!" Liam said nervously.

"But I guess that's a good thing. I mean, I have never kissed anyone before." I said blushing and looking down.

"Why not? Any guy would jump at the chance for you to be theirs." Liam said and I shrugged.

"Ryan spread around that I was a whore and I had all these STDs. Kinda shunned my Senior year. Greatest thing these pass three years was becoming Top Editor alongside Cory." I said.

"This guy sounds like a right asshole." Liam said and I looked down.

"She agrees with Ryan on most of the things he said about her. Like her being Ugly and stupid, even though she is smarter than me by like, way much." Cory said coming up behind me.

"Well, it's true." I muttered and Cory slapped me in the back of the head.

"Say that again and I will take away your boxing gloves." Cory said and I glared at her.

"Fine." I sighed falling out of my chair and onto the floor. Caused by a bump.

"Alex! Are you okay!?" Liam asked and I laughed.

"I'm used to falling." I said with a laugh.

Soon the rest of the guys woke up and we were all watching TV. It was some soccer game and the guys were yelling and cheering. Cory joined in and I went back into Cory and I's room. I sat on my bed and decided to do a video diary.

"Well, This is the beginning of week two of Living with One Direction." I started and went into talking about how my contacts broke and I have to wear my glasses and that I dyed my hair a new color. Even how I challenged Liam to a boxing match.

"So, leave all your comments and love on my profile and I can't guarantee when my next video diary will be." I finished and blew a kiss at the web cam.

"Alex!" I heard my name being called right after I put my computer away.

"Wha-" I started and then was tackled by Cory and all of the boys.

"We are in Paris!!!" Cory yelled and we both squealed in delight, causing the boys to cringe.

Get ready Paris. Cory and I are here.