By Chance

Scarlett Johnsons life seems pretty perfect now, even though she had a pretty rocky past. She has a sucessful modeling/acting career and a superstar boyfriend. But is she really happy? Is this what she wants? She begins to doubt things when five boys come into her life and shake things up.

A story about friendships, relationships, drama, family and most importantly... love.


11. Awkward.....

The next morning I wake up and take a jog, then come home take a shower then throw my hair in a messy bun. I check the email to make sure I have the right time for the photo shoot. It's at three. Then I leave a note for Carter telling him where I'll be and then head to the boys apartment at 10 o'clock.

"Ah! Scar! You're actually going to help us!" Louis says opening the door. "The rest of the lads aren't up yet so you can help me with my room for now" "Oh god... You're room is horrid! That might take all day" I say. He sticks his tongue out at me. "Are you sure you're twenty?" I ask. "Very funny" he says. "Actually, I think it is" I say. He leads me to his bedroom. "Alright, first things first. Let's get rid of all the rubbish" I say. We find a giant garbage bag and throw all of the garbage we can find in it. 

There ends up being so much that we need another bag. "Do you ever clean?!" I ask. "I think I did once.." he says. I shake my head. Then we get all of his clothes sorted. Most of them are dirty and I take them to the laundry room and throw them in the washer. I then fold all of them that are clean and put them away into the dresser. By this point, it's basically clean with a few extra things here and there. I make his bed and then say "Alright. See Lou, isn't this better?" I ask. "It doesn't smell as bad" he says. "I don't see how you could live like that. I'd at least force myself to clean every once and a while" "What can I say? I'm lazy" he says and jumps onto his bed. "Hey! Get your butt up I just made that" "Yes mum" he says getting up. 

I straighten it back out and then head across the hall to Niall's room to see if he needs help. I lightly knock on his door then enter. "Need help?" I ask. He nods desperately. I laugh. "Alright, go get a garbage bag" I say. He does and then we clean up all the rubbish, just like I did in Lou's room. Then I take his dirty clothes and throw them in the wash and fold his clean ones. I make his bed and by the time I'm done with that, it's 2:30. "Oh shit!" I yell. "What?" Niall asks. "I've gotta get to my photo shoot!" I say. I run out of the flat screaming "See ya guys later!" and jump in the car then drive to the shoot. 

Once I get there, I'm rushed into hair and makeup. When they finish, I look absolutely flawless. But then... I see my outfit... 

"Oh don't worry darling, you look gorgeous!" Somebody, I think it's the photographer, says. I'm wearing something that you don't know whether to pull up or down. They are red, lacy very very very very short shorts with a shirt thats tied in the middle so that it's revealing my stomach and lots of cleavage. I force a smile back. "Alright so shall we get started?" the same guy I asks. "I'm ready whenever you are" I say. God I can't wait to get this over with. He has me do a bunch of poses and then he wants me to show a little more cleavage by undoing my top a little. "Perfect!" he says. This is the most uncomfortable I've ever felt.

Finally after an hour or so, he's done. I head to the back to get my regular clothes and when I do, nobody knows where they are. Then everybody figures out where they went. Apparently, they thought they were from the last shoot and just threw them out. So I get to drive home in this. Great..... 

I drive home and realize I forgot the key. I bang on the door and realize that Carter isn't here because he's filming. He's not going to be home for hours. That leaves me one choice. I'm never going to live this down...

"Who is it?!" I hear Louis yell through the door. "Its me!" I yell back. "Me who?" He yells. "Louis just open the damn door!" I say. "Ooo feisty are..." he says then opens the door and when he does, he's speechless, and that's saying something for Louis. "Uh Scar.. Why are you half naked" "I'll explain if you give me some clothes" The other lads have started to gather around the door. "I don't know if I want to give you clothes" Zayn says. "You pervert!" I yell at him. "I'm a guy, what do you expect?" he says. "Louis please just give me something to wear!" I say. He raises his eyebrows. "Well first, come in. People are starting to stare" he says. 

I run in and he closes the door. "Second, clothes come at a cost. Are you willing to pay that cost?" They are all checking me out, almost drooling. "I will do anything I promise" He smirks. "Alright. Well sometime in the near future, when I ask you to do something, I'm going to mention it and you are going to have to do it" "Now I'm scared... But can I please just have some clothes now" "Here, you can 'ave some of mine" Niall says. "Thank you!" I say. 

Niall goes into his room and grabs shorts and a t-shirt and hands them to me. "'Ere ya go" he says. "Thank you sooo much" "No problem. But you might want to keep the clothes your wearing for Carter. I think he'd enjoy them" he says as he walks out. I slip the shorts and shirt on then head out into the living room. "Aw you covered up" Harry says. "Niall, can I have that pillow behind you?" I ask sweetly. He hands it to me and then I start hitting Harry with it. Then he tackles me and pins my hands to the floor. I bite his wrist and he lets go so I pin him to the floor and he can't get up. "Remind me to never mess with you" he says from under me. I roll my eyes and get up.

 "So tell us the story behind that outfit. Was it something you and Carter were doing?" Louis says and winks. I hit him upside the head then say "My manager Mark signed me up for this modeling gig and so I went to do it today and apparently it was some kind of skank magazine or something and now I'm going to be on the cover of it. But anyways, I did the shoot dressed like that and went to get my clothes but they had accidentally thrown them out. So I went home but I had forgotten my key and Carter was filming. So I had no other choice but to come here" "What magazine was that for again? I'd like to get a copy" Harry says. I hit him upside the head, again. "Stop hitting me!" he whines. "Then stop making perverted comments!" I say. 

The rest of the night I hang out with them then head home when I think carter will be home. It's been a pretty weird day.
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