Crystal Clear

Lauren's my name. I'm 17 and I live in Seattle. I win a day to hang out with my crazy, amazing idols. Everything takes a turn from there.


7. Unprepared.

“LAUREEENNNNN!” I felt a body squish me.
The door wasn’t locked? I could see Louis’ brown quiff and his face towards me. I smiled.
“Hey Lou,” I greeted him.
He got up and looked around my living room.
“I guess your parents are tidy people,” he was still standing.
“Yeah, my dad is. Make yourself at home and I’ll, um... go get ready.” I wasn’t prepared for them to show up, and I overslept.
Louis sat on the other end of the couch. I passed him the remote and stood. I took a few steps and looked into the kitchen. Harry was raiding my fridge.
“I could make some killer tacos when I’m done getting ready,” I knew tacos were his favorite.
“That’ll be nice,” he didn’t look up from the fridge.
I started walking and bumped into Zayn.
“Morning love,” Zayn scuffled my messy hair.
“Good morning Zayn,” I smiled at him.
Good thing I brushed my teeth this morning. He pulled me in and squeezed me tight. After he let me go I messed up his perfect hair and ran up the stairs before he could try anything else. I thought of taking a shower but I didn’t want to keep the boys waiting long enough. I decided to quickly get on a white, long, flowy skirt and a tight, turquoise, long sleeve shirt. I could hear the boys joking around and laughing from downstairs. I went to my bureau and opened my jewelry box. I grabbed the ankle bracelet that my dad got me for my 16th birthday. It was silver and had 2 bird charms. The birds were in a position as if flying away.
“Lauren, we need you down here!” Harry shouted from downstairs.
“Be there in a sec,” I yelled back.
I quickly slipped on my ankle bracelet and rushed out of my room, down the stairs, to the living room. Zayn snuck up behind me, grabbed me, and threw me on the couch.
“ZAYNNNNNN,” I dragged out his name while laughing.
I made sure my skirt didn’t go up. Harry then jumped on me and I pushed him onto the floor. We were all laughing when Louis came running in, grabbed a pillow, and hit Zayn in the stomach with it. Zayn took it and threw it back at Louis. I grabbed a pillow and chucked it at Harry, creating his hair to get in the way of his eyes. Zayn hopped over the couch and sat next to me. I could feel him staring at me.
I looked into his eyes, “what are you staring at?”
“You’re just really pretty.”
I blushed. I wasn’t used to getting much attention from boys. Especially a world known member from a famous boy band.
Harry was sitting on the floor, “so Lauren, how about those tacos?”
He definitely ruined the moment. I lightly laughed and walked over to the kitchen, Harry followed. I looked through about 3 different pantries when I found taco shells. I put them on the table that Harry was seated.
“Wow, so... Zayn,” Harry said.
“What about Zayn?” I stuck my head into the freezer to look for the meat.
It gave me another reason to hide my face while I blushed.
“You like him,” he was so forward about it.
“I mean, you’re all my idols, why wouldn’t I like him?”
“It’s a different kind of like.”
I didn’t answer him. I got the meat, unwrapped it, and put it on a plate. I put it in the microwave for 7 minutes so it could thaw. I turned and leaned on the counter. Zayn stepped in. He brushed past me and I turned back around so he wouldn’t spot me smiling like an idiot. I pulled myself together and turned around to see Harry and Zayn looking at me then adjusting their eyes somewhere else. Louis walked in and sat at the table with the boys. That’s when I decided to take out the tacos shells from the box and find a steel cookie pan to put them on. I set the oven to 350 degrees and put the shells in. I sat at the seat next to Louis, across from Zayn. Zayn and I were making faces at each other while Louis and Harry talked about soccer. Zayn reached into his pocket for his phone and read a text.
“The boys are done with the interview, I have to go pick them up.” He got up, “I’ll be back in 20.”

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