Dressing Up or Dressing Down? (One Direction/Lou Teasdale)

Melody is just an ordinary girl, or so she hopes. Her dream is to become a stylist, but after a traumatic experience it was locked in her inner closet. What will happen when she moves to London to be mentored by the famous Lou Teasdale, her idol? What will become of her when she meets the five lads everyone wants to meet? No one knows, except Fate.

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14. Flying Out

I woke up early. We were flying to South Africa in two hours.

“Harry… wake up.” I said shaking his shoulder.

“Five more minutes.” He mumbled turning around.

“Fine.” I said walking to the bathroom. I’d give him 15 minutes. That would be enough for me to take a shower and change.

Exactly 10 minutes later I was out of the shower and dressed. I went to the kitchen and whipped up some quick pancakes.

“That smells good.” I heard a husky voice behind me.

“Want some?” I asked holding out a plate for him. He was dressed, but he was still sleepy.

“Thanks.” He said taking the plate and sitting down.

“No problem.” I said eating my own.

“Oh, thanks for the extra 15 minutes. You’re the first person who’s done that.” He said.

“Gave me enough time to shower and change.” I shrugged.

“Are you ready to go?” he asked putting his plate in the sink and taking mine to start washing.

“Just about.” I said heading back to my room placing a few last things inside.

“Ready?” he asked.

“Yep.” I said as he grabbed my bag. I heard knocking at the door and found Lacy standing there.

“Good morning, Melody.”

“Morning, Lacy. Are you driving us?” I asked as she took my bag from Harry.

“Of course.” She said placing my bag next to Harrys’.

“Come on, Melody. The boys are already there.” Harry said opening the door for me.

“Thanks.” I said as I got inside. The next thing I knew we were speeding off to the airport.

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“Melody!” Louis screamed and started running towards me. I didn’t have enough time to react before I was crushed into a massive bear hug.

“Can’t. Breathe.” I was released and greeted by the rest of the boys with their bags. Each one had at least three and then there was me with one. “You do know we are only going for a week, right?” I asked eyeing their bags.

“Yeah.” They said.

“Flight 209 to South Africa, now boarding.” The voice rang through the speakers.

“Come on. Lets go!” Louis said running off in the wrong direction.

“Wrong way Louis!” Liam laughed as we walked to the terminal. We were on the plane in less than 10 minutes. I told Harry he could have the window seat. I sat between him and Louis which could only mean one thing, trouble.

“Hey, what’s your twitter?” Harry asked me.

“My what?” I asked confused.

“Your twitter username so we can follow you.” He said.

“I don’t have one.” I said shrugging.

“You don’t have twitter?” Louis asked.

“No, I don’t. It never interested me.” I said continuing with my game of Angry Birds.

“Harry, you know what you have to do.” Louis said with a devilish grin. My phone was snatched from my hands within seconds.

“Hey! I was on the last level.” I whined. “What are you doing?”

“Making you a twitter.” He said holding up my phone higher out of my reach. “Okay. Your username is @Melody_Lexus. Guys go follow her.”

“Done!” they exclaimed. I groaned as I got my phone back and reopened Angry Birds. I was beating this game one way or another.

“You are addicted to games.” Liam laughed from behind me.

“I know.” I shrugged.

“What’s the longest time you’ve spent playing one game?” Zayn asked from next to Liam.

“12 hours.” I said not really paying any attention to them.

“Holy crap! What were you playing?” Niall asked.

“I think it was a Call of Duty tournament or something.”

“So that’s why you’re rank was so high.” Zayn said.

“Actually I was first on the leader boards, but school took over and I couldn’t make it to all of the matches, but I’m happy with fourth place… for now.” I said as I finished the last level. “Yes!”

“Let me guess, you beat it?” Niall asked.

“Yep.” I said putting my phone away and yawning.

“Some one is tired.” Harry pointed out.

“No shit Sherlock.” I said as I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

“Yeah, yeah.” He said pulling my head onto his shoulder. It was way more comfortable than the previous position. “Go to sleep, Mel. Sweet dreams.” He whispered and I did as told.

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