(Arriving at Syco)
As i stumble out of the limo, with a sleepy Niall behind me, i try to ignore all the screaming of the fangirls. I text Liam that i am on my way but it's crowded.
For the last two weeks, i have been in Ireland with Niall. I really like his family and my family was on a cruise. I really like tier Irish accents. That girl on the ane had such a thich accent and i loved it.
When we finally make it inside, i rush to the elevator and continuously press the button. I am so excited to see the boys but i cannot wait to meet the new band. They are amazing. I heard the recordings they sent in.
The elevator finally opens up to the top floor and i press my face up against the window. I really love the view from up here.
Running down the hallway, i slam open the door to the conference room we always meet in. Niall drops into a chair by the door and i open my arms wide and yell to Harry.
"Honey, i'm home! Hazzabear, give me a hu-" my eyes meet Sierra's and i let out a girl-like squeal. "OH MY GOD! CARROT BUDDY!"
I watch as Sierra jumps onto the table with a hige smile on her face. Running towards her, i laugh as she jumps at me and i have to slide to catch her before she hits the floor.
I barely listen to what she says, too busy wathing her twinkling eyes. When she mentions being mad for a whole hour and dramatically faints, i pretend to cry, just to make her laugh. Her laugh is really husky and loud, similar to mine but deeper. I love it.
She pulls out a carrot and i immediately smile again, trying to reach for it. Sierra pout and i copy her while she plays keep away. It turns into both of us trying to overpower the other with our puppy dog faces. When she sticks her tounge out and pulls a face, it breaks my composure. We break into a fit of giggles.
Looking back at the boys, i see them making faces at each other and grinning evilly. Uh oh. Even Daddy Direction is involved. They must be planning something really good. I'm going to have to find out so i can help. On their own, they are pretty poor pranksters.
I wonder who their victims are.