Counting My Wishes

I'm just an average girl that is sarcastic, funny, and always being myself. I'm not the typical girl you would think I am. I don't go crazy for the new fashion lines that girls wear, or go crazy over annoying boy bands. Just one of those...what would you call it? Tomboys. That's it. I never thought in a million years that something so little like a piece of paper would come into my life and change it entirely. I never wanted anything to do with One Direction. Life decides to throw stuff at you and you usually don't get what you want, am I right? Well, it happen to me... Copyright Shyviolin. Please no duplicating.


12. Chapter 12-Day 6 & 7

   Day 6

 Okay, two days to go. This will probably be the worst day ever. Payne in the ass will be here soon. Whoo! So happy! Not.

"Hey Andy, your boyfriend is here." Flynn walks by my bedroom.

"Shut up! He's not my boyfriend!" I shove him out of the way walking towards the living room. I stop and turn my head back to Flynn. "But girls are always dumping you, so you could have a chance at a guy!" I shout to him chuckling under my breath.

"Oh god no Andy!"

 I turn around laughing and run into someone making me hit the floor hard. "Ah crap!"

"Jeez Payne, couldn't you watch where you were going?" I get up on my feet again. I extend my hand out to him helping him up on his feet.

"Me? You were facing back and kept walking forward!" He throws his hands in the air.

"Just...go sit down." I point towards the living room.

"Got any plans?" He asked.

"I thought you had plans. You know, for being the one in charge of the band."

"I'm not in charge of the band." He defends himself.

"Oh yeah? Who was the one saying that you had to go by the contract about the contest? That I had to hang out with you guys for the whole week separately?" I snap.

"I'm just following what management tells us to do."

"You don't have to fuckin' do what management tells you to do! You're not their puppets, unless you like being treated like that."

"They do not treat us like puppets! I'm perfectly fine with them telling us what to-actually, I wish they never made this contest!"

"You know what? I should have never called that stupid radio station and answered that question correctly! Now I'm stuck with you idiots for another day!" I feel my face heat up in anger. I start to breath heavily.

 "Well guess what sweetie? We have to go by contract and you'll have to suffer another day! Looks like you're stuck!"

"Don't bother showing up tomorrow Payne! I'd rather have the others come and hang out with me than a smart ass, bossy, pain in the ass guy that loves to be treated like a puppet!" I shove his shoulders.

"Fine! I don't want to see your stupid face again!"

"Stupid? Is that all you got Payne?!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You're a fuckin' blabber mouth that won't shut up, a smart ass, the rudest person ever, and you're a pain in the ass too!"

"You know what? Tell the others I don't want to ever, and I mean EVER see them again around this block! I had it with you, and tell Zayn and Harry to erase my number off their phone because I won't bother texting them back!"

"Fine! That's good enough for me as long as I don't ever see or hear you again!"

"Get out!" I point towards the door.

"You don't have to tell me twice."

"Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out!" I yell. I open the door looking out and see a big clump of snow a bit taller than me. It suddenly moves revealing Niall's red face.

"Niall? What are you doing here?" I turn back to Liam shoving me out of his way to the door. Niall turns back and grabs Liam's arm.

"What the hell is your problem mate?" I step outside with them.

"Andy wants to be all smart ass on me!" Liam points to me.

"Oh yep. Totally my fault, Liam. I'll take the blame because I'm sooo kind like that!" I yell.

"Guys, we need to go inside." Niall says, but we ignore him.

"I'm glad you're taking the blame Andy, you are a true friend!"

"We're not even friends Payne!"

"Guys!" Niall shouts.

"What?! We're in the middle of a fight right now!" Liam yells at him.

  He goes blabbing on and on as I ignore him. I look out to the left and see a big snow blizzard coming our way. I quickly shove Niall and Liam in the condo closing the door as they got in.

Day 7

 I hear whispers around me as I start to wake up. Gosh it's really cold in here! I slowly open my eyes to see bright lights around me.

"Oh fuck! What happened?" I hold my head.

"She's awake!" I hear a voice say.

 I sit up and find myself on the couch covered in a pile of blankets. I push them off me looking around to see Flynn, Niall and Liam in front of me.

"What happened?" I ask again.

"While you and Liam were fighting, a snow blizzard came our way and you pushed us inside leaving yourself in the snow blizzard."

"I'll go warm you the heating pad." Flynn runs down the hallway.

"I'll make you some tea." Niall walks off into the kitchen.

 Great. Now it's going to be awkward between me and Liam. I wish we could just forget about the fight we had and start right. I cross my legs covering myself with a couple of the blankets again.


"I'm sorry about yesterday." I turn my head towards him confused.


"I'm sorry for the fight we had."

"I'm sorry too for calling you all those things. And I am a blabber mouth."

"I didn't mean it, Andy. I deserved what you said about me."

"Okay let's stop apologizing and start over. Deal?" We shake hands. "Wait, what do you mean yesterday?"

"You knocked out for a day and we couldn't go out to the hospital because the road was covered in seven inches of snow."


"Here, Andy." Flynn walks in with a preheated pad handing it to me.

"Thanks." I put it in between some blankets laying it over my thighs.

"Are you feeling better?" Flynn puts his hand against my forehead.

"I have the chills, but I'm sweating. I don't need the heating pad." I take it out handing it him. "Actually, I do need it. Wait, never mind....ugh, I don't feel good." I groan holding my stomach.

"Andy, you're burning up!" Flynn pulls his hand away from my forehead.

"Uh-oh! Natures calling!" I cover my mouth running into the restroom. I pick up the toilet seat and rest my chin on the edge starting to throw up.

"Andy?! Open the door!" Flynn bangs on the door.

"It's ope-" I start to throw up again.

 Flynn walks in kneeling next to me. He moves my hair out of my face holding it back for me. I suddenly get startled when I feel a pair of hands rubbing my back. It certainly wasn't Flynn's or Niall's hands. I pick my head up from the toilet and turn back, but not to find Liam. It was...Harry.

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