Fan 4 Life

We finally went home and I'm still blushing like crazy, actually-- I've been blushing since inside the car.

Can you believe the five are talking about what women's underwear turns them on.

Zayn said he likes pink, Louis prefers frilly, Liam wants polka dots, Harry prefers a white one(to look virgin, he says), Niall wants someone who has a hamburger as for an underwear.

I doubt anyone has that kind. And yes, as a fanatic, I discovered more things in my directionary(inside my head).

Just underwear, that is.

Victoria dropped us off and I begged her to do a sleepover even if there's school tomorrow.

"Are you going to help me with homework?" She askes,

"I'll let you copy everything!" I begged.

"Oh fine fine, where's your parents?"

"Victorriaaaa!" My mom squealed, hugging her tight.

"Hi Mrs. Smith," Victoria greeted in between breaths.

"She is having a sleepover." I said, pointing at Vic.

"Alright then." Mr. Smith replied.

Both Victoria and I raised our two hands up and cheered,

"Movie Niiight!!!"

"Remember, there's school tomorrow." Mom glared at us.

"It's just one movieeee." We pleaded.

"Fine." Mom snarled.

"Yaaaaay!! Movie night!" I cheered, running towards the cabinet.

"You guys have movie nights? Cool." Liam snickered.

"Yeaaah, cool." Niall added, Louis pinched his cheek and he moaned in pain.

"Ooow!"

"That's for kissing Gail earlier!" Louis shouted.

I twitched and held a finger against my lips indicating a "shhh", if my father hears about this--

"WHAT KISS?" My dad growled from the kitchen then towards us.

"I-- It was an accident, dad.." I stuttered.

"Which one of you is responsible?!?" Dad growled.

"Dad!!"

"I'm not talking to you, Gail!" Dad interrupted.

I silenced and the four of them pointed at Niall.

"I..." Niall gulped.

"In the kitchen! Now!" Dad said, Niall following him from behind.

"Your dad is really scary--" Liam whispered.

"I know, he is really protective of me since I'm an only child."

"Well, let's just pick a movie while waiting for Niall." Victoria suggested.

"Great idea." Harry said, searching on the pile of videos.

"I think it's karma." Louis chuckled.

"Lou, there's no such thing as karma." Zayn replied.

Wow, I heard Zayn talk again.. I wish he can talk to me normally like how I can with the others.

It's so hard socializing with him..

He seems more friendly in Twitter though,

After a few minutes, we're settling between "What's your number?" and "Spiderman".

"Spiderman!" I cheered.

"No!!! What's your number!" Victoria scowled.

"But that has awkward R-18 scenes."

"That is not R-18, Gail. You just think it is." Victoria scoffed.

"But-- How about you guys? Surely, you would want Spiderman!" I pouted.

"Um.. we're into romance movies more.." Louis said.

"What's your number? It is!" Liam added.

"What's your number? For me!" Harry said excitedly.

And I thought boys are into action movies- :(

I looked at Zayn and he stared right back at me.

I blushed, I hope he didn't notice and then he mumbled,

"I would like Spiderman..."

"Woaah, Zayn talked!" Liam mocked.

"But Zayn really is into action movies.. I think?" Louis said.

"Well, even if we get Niall's vote, 'What's your number?' still win hands down!" Victoria said, sticking out her tongue at me.

"Well then, we watch Spiderman afterwards."

"Didn't you say to your mom only one movie--?"

"Sssshhh! She doesn't know the timeframe of one movie so it's okay anyways." I winked.

"You little pinocchio!" Louis said, jerking my arm playfully.

"Pinocchio?"

"He's a liar." Zayn said.

All of us looked at him as he spoke and he raised one brow saying,

"What?"

"Zayn, you are so bipolar nowadays." Louis pouted.

"Yeah, right.." I can see him look at me at the corner of my eye making me flush.

After a few minutes of setting up the DVD player, Niall walked in the living room.

"Niall! What happened?" I asked worriedly.

"Nothin, just some strong interrogating.." Niall sighed.

"What did he say?" Victoria asked.

"Something like-- don't act as if you can do anything like kissing my girl and such..."

Niall plopped on the couch beside me and took the pack of crisps lying on the snack table, Victoria and I set up, which consists of popcorn, snacks and beverages.

He opened the pack of crisps and I sighed mumbling,

"I'm sorry about my dad.. He's just... he treats me as if I'm still seven years old.."

"No, it's okay. I think the kiss is worth it." He winked.

"Seriously, I think you're just joking around." I scowled.