I woke up late in the morning, to the smell of sausage. Sausag? I sat up in bed, and wiped my eyes. I looked around my room and I slipped out of the silky cream colored sheets, and stretched out my arms and legs. I shook my hair, and brushed my hand through my curls, and tried my best to remove my brown locks from my eyes.
I made my way to the white, plain bedroom door. I opened it quietly, trying to decrease the squeaking, but then I looked around the hall that led to all of the six room, and five doors where now open, including mine. I shrugged, and opened the door big enough for me to step through the doorway.
I walked out into the marble floored hallway, and looked over at Veronicas door. I sighed when I saw that her door was closed. I walked over passed Niall and Louis door over to Veronicas. I knocked on the door, and I pressed my ear against the door. All I heard was sobbing.
I reached for the doorknob and I slowly tried to twist it, but it was unsurprisingly locked. I was about to speak, but then a hand went on my shoulder. I jumped and turned my head around, and I found Niall standing there, a granola bar in his mouth. "Don't try, we've all tried multiple times, just let her be," he said liking his fingers, then walking over to the wooden stair case.
I shrugged and walked over to the stairs and followed Niall down to the kitchen. I saw Liam standing by the oven trying to attempt to cook. "Liam, what are you doing?" I asked shaking tpmy curls out of my eyes. "Harreeh!!" Louis yelled running into me, and wrapping his arms around me. "Hi BooBear." I said smiling. I pulled away, "Harry thank god! Please!! Cook!!" Zayn said grabbing my arm and pulling me over to the stove.
"Okay, okay," I said taking Liams place in front of the stove as Liam made his way to the island with the other three boys, and the took their seats. "Liam, you burnt them!" I said lifting the pan off the stove that contained the burned sausages.
"Sorry,i was so distracted by Niall's constant eating, he was always in my way," he said looking over at Niall that was now looking in the fridge for more food. "Niall!" Zayn yelled walking over to Niall. Zayn grabbed Niall's arm and dragged him to the chairs in front of the island. "I'm hungry!!" Niall yelled reaching his hand out to the fridge.
"Don't worry Hazza to the rescue!" I yelled pulling myself out of the fridge, the ingredients for the six omlets in my hands. I made my way over back to the stove, and started cooking the food.
When I finished the six omlets, I rummaged through the cubards to find plates. I did, I set each one in front of each of the boys, one in front of me, and Veronicas aside. I plopped an omlet on each plate, and I watched the boys scarf down my creation. "I want more!" Niall said, his mouth full, liking his fingers. "Here have mine," I said handing him my uneaten half of my omlet. "What about that one?" Liam asked finishing up his omlet.
"That one is for Veronica," I said grabbing the plate, and making my way to the stairs. "Harry, don't even try," Louis said looking up at me over the railing. "It's better to try and fail than not try at all." I said making my way over to Veronicas door. I knocked on it harder than last time. No answer.
"I've got food," I yelled knocking again. "Not hungry!!" a sobbing yell came from the other side. At least I knew she hadn't died. "You have to eat," I said passing the plate to my other hand. "I don't have to do anything," she yelled furiously. I sighed, ran my finger through my hair. "Fine," I set the plate on the floor in front of the her door. "Just try it, it never hurts," I said still standing at her door.
I heard footsteps coming to the door, and then the doorknob unlocking, and the door opening. "Are you sure about that? Because any ideas I tried of your, hurt. Bad," she said tears strolling down her cheeks. She then slammed the door and my face, and I heard the lock click.
I sat back down on the bed, and I hugged my knees to my chest and started crying more. I hate it here. I don't want to be here. Last night I had a dream about my past and everything that Harry has done. I reached for my phone that I threw on the bed earlier, and I dialed Taylor's number.
"Hello?" Taylor's voice came from the other line.
"Hi Taylor," I said sobbing.
"Veronica? What's wrong?"
"I want to go back."
"Veronica, it's been one night, just give it more time."
|Harry Styles||as himself|
|Louis Tomlinson||as himself|
|Zayn Malik||as himself|
|Niall Horan||as himself|
|Liam Payne||as himself|
|Taylor Swift||as herself|
|Freema Agyeman||as Paool|