Nothing will be the same

I stare at my reflection in the windshield. I can see where the tears streaked my face. Who am i? Im nobody. Im just an ugly bitch and i dont deserve him. I rest my elbows on my lap and bury my face in my hands. What have i done. I sit there and sob for a moment. When i look back at my reflection i notice that my mascara was completely ruined. At that moment i realized nothing will be the same.

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5. How we got to know one another (part 1)

And the throbbing had begun. I just woke up, though i didn't get very much sleep with my constant vomiting. My stomach was aching and my arms were weak and shaky. I threw the covers off of me and headed towards the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed the milk carton. Twisting the cap off, i grabbed a box of cereal and headed to the couch. I dumped the whole carton into the box. Fuck! I forgot to get a spoon. When i walked back towards the kitchen I heard my phone buzzing off the hook. Ughh I bet it was Jamie or Anna, my two friends who loved to bother me. It continued to buzz as I dug through drawers for a damn spoon. The sound was giving me a huge headache. 

"Shut up!" I said, throwing a handful of forks at the phone. Finally finding a spoon, i grabbed my phone and settled down on the couch. I scrolled through my newsfeed. All the notifications were from twitter. Why were so many strangers trying to get a hold of me? Whoa! Instead of 300 followers, I had 4,768 and counting. 

"@ur_girl_megs who are you?"

"@ur_girl_megs STAY AWAY FROM LOUIS!!!!!! YOU DONT DESERVE HIM!!!"

"@ur_girl_megs YOUR SO PRETTY! PLEASE FOLLOW! Have fun with your new fame! Xx (;" 
 
Fame!? No way Jose! I wasn't going down that road! And bitch, just because you said that, I'm not gonna follow you! I was beginning to wonder why all of this was happening. I tossed my phone lightly onto the ground. It sat there vibrating at every new tweet. Ugh. I focused on my cereal in a box again. I heard my phone beep. Text-tone. I picked it up glancing at the message. One of my best friends, Alyssa, had told me to turn on a certain channel. Oh great! What was going on in the celebrity world now? When I finally got to the right channel, i dropped my box of cereal all over the floor. My jaw dropped letting all the milk and Cheerios fall down my shirt. 

On the tv in front of me was an image of last night. Liam had his hands in his pockets while Lou lead me to the van. Niall wrapped his arm around me as if he was protecting me. The topic title above the picture said 'Miss. Direction'. The host suddenly popped up. She had a cheesy grin on her face. 

"She's been the topic of every conversation since these pictures were posted at about 1 a.m. this morning. The four were spotted exiting a bar around 11:30 last night," She said. Please stop talking! 
But of course she continued, "Our first thought was, she was Niall's new girlfriend. The evidence was obvious when we saw this pick of Miss Direction cuddling up with the heart-throb." 

The image changed. It was now a pic of me holding on to Niall's arm, resting my head on his shoulder. This is what i get for being annoying!? The host wasn't done yet, "Then we were confused by this image. She happens to still be quite close to Niall, however, thats Liam's jacket and she is holding Louis's hand. Which leads us to our next big question, is Louis a cheater? Who is Miss Direction?" 

I was so relieved that she was finished. I got onto my hands and knees and started picking up the Cheerios. Where was Sandy when I needed her? I hummed a tune as i cleaned up the mess. The milk was cold on my bare knees. I grabbed the half empty box. Wait?! Bare knees! I looked down. I was wearing shorts! Im pretty sure i wasn't wearing these at Tipsy. 

OH

MY

GOD!

What if the boys changed me! I fell asleep on the ride home so im not sure what happened after that. I threw the Cheerios in my hand at the window, "My life is over!"

Wait, i remember Niall telling me that they had wrote their numbers down on a piece of paper and took a picture of it. I immediately went to my photos and scrolled through a buttload of silly Louis selfies. 

There it was. 

A napkin with three names and numbers on it. 

How was i not processing that these are some of the most famous stars in the world right now. I glanced at the image and dialed Liam's number. 

"Hello?" A raspy voice said. It made me shiver. 

"Um, its meagan," I said hoping I didn't just wake him. 

"Oh, hey, whats up?" His voice was irresistible.

"Did I wake you up? I can call back later if you want," I stuttered. I heard him grunt.

"Yeah I was sleeping. I should be up though, so continue," He cleared his throat. 

"I just wanted to know why I'm wearing shorts instead of jeans. You guys didn't change me, did you?" I said nervously. 

"No, not at all. When we got to your place, Louis plopped you on the couch and Niall turned on the tv. When he sat down you woke up and disappeared into the bathroom and came out wearing pajamas," Liam mumbled. 

"Oh! Thank goodness! Ok, well I'll be off. Have a nice life!" I said, avoiding the road to fame. I didn't want to be one of those girls that are friends with the guys and then everyone hates on them. Some directioners can be cruel. 

"Wait! You can't leave just like that. I thought maybe we could be friends," He laughed. Lordy, what did this boy want? He wants to be friends? Am i hearing this right?

"Oh, um... Ok," I said awkwardly.

"Are you busy today?" He said curiously. 

"No."

"I'll be there in two hours." 

He hung up without my reply. This was gonna be interesting. 

*12:30 (two hours later)*

I heard a knock on the door. I set the box of soggy cereal on the coffee table and noticed the hairs on my legs. Did I really forget to shave? 

"C'mon now megs. Your usually a pro at remembering this kinda stuff," I whispered to myself, opening the door. A curly haired Harry walked in with Liam following. I was suddenly feeling extremely self conscious. 

"Well this is fabulous. You guys came just in time for my shower," I said, immediately regretting it. Harry smirked. 

"No no! I didn't mean it like that! I just meant, I mean that wasn't an invitation! I was just saying -" They both busted out laughing. My face turned tomato red. The humiliation was soon replaced with annoyance as the boys continued to laugh. 

"Oh grow up. Im taking my shower now," I said walking to my room to find some clothes. I grabbed some extras to throw at Liam and Harry if they didn't shut up. I walked past them and threw a clump of pants at Harry. 

*45 minutes later* 

I shut off the shower and stepped onto the fuzzy rug next to the tub. I was half dressed (as in I had a pair of shorts on and thats about it) when Harry walked in. I screamed trying to cover my bare chest. 

"Can I help you?" I asked him. His face flushed, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know. My bad."

He closed the door behind him. I stood their like a board. I breathed in heavily before continuing to put on my clothes. When i opened the door to the bathroom I heard harry, "Dayum, she's fine!" 

I slowly shut the door until it was cracked. They continued to laugh. 

"I can't believe you actually did it!" Liam said and i heard a hard slapping sound. Wait a second? Was Harry dared to walk in on me? But he acted like it was an accident so well. They mumbled and giggled a bit before speaking out again. 

"They weren't huge but they weren't small either!" Harry said. They were talking about my boobs! I covered my chest as if i was still shirtless. I suddenly felt so exposed. They continued to laugh. 

"Ahem," I grunted, stepping out into the living room. They both turned to face me, the laughter dying out.

"Thats what I thought," I walked passed them and tossed my other clothes through the doorway to my room. You could practically grab the awkward right out of the air. At the moment i felt like they were more of regular guys (pervs) rather than gentlemen. I sat down on the couch. 

"Well what do you guys wanna do?" Liam said, breaking the silence. I shrugged my shoulders. Harry kicked his feet onto the coffee table, "You wanted to hangout. You have to pick what were going to do."

I rubbed my newly shaved legs. I just kinda stared off into space thinking about the past couple of days. What were we gonna do? I found out that i have a habit of potentially hurting people, hint; the Liam incidents. Oh and that people are not liking 'Miss Direction', but then again, neither do I. How did they even find me, like what is this? 

I must have been mumbling aloud because when I looked up they were both staring at me. 

"Awkward..." I say and go back to my phone. Since the boys were chatting, I decided that I would read something on Wattpad. I was taken by surprise when there were already fanfics about me and one of the boys. 

"Is Miss Direction trending or some shit? I don't wanna be Miss Direction," I said making a pouty face. They both smiled. 

"How about a coffee break?" Harry suggested. We all agreed. 

"Theres a Starbucks not to far from here. Just grab some shoes and meet us in the parking lot," Liam said heading out the door.

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