Chapter Two: Twitter Surprise

**A/N** Happy Thanksgiving! (:

Chapter Two: Twitter Surprise

**Liam's POV**

"Oh Jesus god. This girl's imagination...is...is..," Harry struggles in finding a decent enough term towards what we are reading. It's another crazy fanfiction that involves a whole lot of naughty things.

"Is that...oh god..," Louis covers Niall's eyes as he continues reading through it. "Niall, don't look. You're an angel."

Niall shoved Louis off of him and Lou goes crashing to the floor in a fit of laughter. Harry joins in as well and almost falls off his chair from laughing too hard.

"Who's the writer this time?" I ask Zayn who's taken the iPad in his hands.

"Some chick named 3D_Erection," Zayn reads off and wags his eyebrows at me.

"These people are vulgar," I say.

"Actually I think they're pretty nice," Louis comments as he joins us again. "I have to admit I'm glad we found someone who's not so...crazy though," he says, referring to some girl named Delilah who've we just called offering her a job. I'm still worried in meeting her though, we never know who she could really be.

"Liam," Niall claps me on the back with one of his hands. "You need to calm down lad. You're face will get stuck permanently like this," Niall makes a face imitating me.

"Oh shut up Niall!" I chuckle. "It's not my fault I'm worried about our safety."

"You did a bunch of background checks on her already."

"You've read the fanfics."

"You stalked her twitter!"

"Personal and fan account."

"Okay!" I interrupt them all and raise my hands. "I get it. She's not crazy."

Zayn smiles at me and hands me the iPad. "If you want to keep worrying about her, go ahead. I'm hitting the sheets. I'm exhausted," Zayn says with a yawn and the boys all nod in agreement.

I sigh and put the iPad down. No use in arguing. "Alright, let's just sleep," I say.

"Besides, if she is crazy we can sacrifice Harry," Niall whispers to me. Harry turns to glare at us but walks away to head to his room.

"Good idea," I whisper back. Niall and I fill the room with our loud laughter as we follow the lads. Good idea.

**Lilah's POV**

The sun was shining brightly over the beach waters. The waves were still gentle and the constant sound of the water crashing made her feel relaxed. She loved the beach. Ever since she was a little girl she'd go to the beach with her family.

"Babe?" Zayn's voice drifted over to her and she turned on her beach towel to face him. "I love you," he said and she felt her insides clutch. The last time someone told her th-

"LILAH!" A pillow hits me in the back of the head and my face almost becomes implanted into my laptop screen.

"Ouch Lena!" I rub the back of my head. "You could have spilled my water!" I turn to glare at her before moving my glass of water away from my laptop.

"You've been typing on that thing for the past hour! Go to bed!" Lena complains and wraps the blanket around her tighter. "I can't sleep when all I hear is click click click click!"

"Lena, I'm almost done with a new chapter," I say and turn back towards my laptop, reading over my previous lines so I know where to continue.

"Lilah you can do that tomorrow. I have class early in the morning," Lena groans. "Please?" She says in that tone that always makes me cave. She knows me too damn well.

I sigh and drop my head down. I guess one night won't kill my followers...

Lena is already grinning from ear to ear as I push away from my small desk. "You're lucky I love you," I mumble and put down my laptop screen.

"I know," she grins widely at me. I crawl into my bed across from her's and turn to face her. "Which one were you updating?" Lena asks.

"Crashing Waves," I answer and pull my blanket closer.

"Ooooo!" Lena exclaims. "They still at the beach?! Did he kiss her yet?!" Lena's eyes go wide and I laugh at her childlike behavior. Lena's been my number one fan ever since the beginning.

"I don't know. I haven't finished the chapter yet," I say with a wide smile, knowing that it'll piss her off a bit.

I'm right. Lena groans and throws the pillow over her face. "Dhaffvakslpeb alsjfhfpeb," the pillow muffles her words.

"Lena I can't understand anything you just said," I tell her.

She takes the pillow off her face. "I said, you're a cruel person!"

I chuckle and roll my eyes. "Oh shut up. You're the one who made me stop writing."

"Lilah I will come over there and strangle you," Lena says trying to sound angry.

"You wouldn't dare," I mock her tone.

"Oh really?" She sits up in her bed and arches one perfectly shaped brown eyebrow. Her brown eyes glare at me from across the small room.

"Really," I say simply, smiling wider.

She sighs. "You're right," she says dismissively and drops back down into her bed. "I'm too tired."

Typical Lena. "Goodnight Lena," I say. I reach over and click off my small desk lamp, the room going black.

"Night Lilah."

And with a yawn and a couple minutes of silence, I find myself slipping into a deep sleep filled with my fanfictions.

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"LILAH! LILAH! LILAH!" My name being yelled over and over again is accompanied by loud banging on something solid.

I groan and bury myself further in my bed. "Go away."

I hear the familiar beep! beep! of my dorm room door being unlocked. Wouldn't it be nice if it was still back in the day when dorms didn't have locks? Then there'd be no loud interrogations in the morning.

"Lilah!" My bed bounces repeatedly as Jared attacks me. My pillow is rudely whipped out from under me and I groan as my face touches the cool bed. "Wake up babe!" Jared shoves me and I groan again.

"What do you want?!" I don't dare open my eyes, knowing that if I do the light would wake me up fully. There'd be no hope in trying to get back to sleep.

Jared huffs annoyed and I can picture him flicking his blonde hair. "Oh my god Lilah, you'll never believe this!" He exclaims and the bed bounces as he jumps up and down.

"What?" I sigh and open my eyes, rubbing away the crust in the corners of my eyes. No use in trying to get anymore sleep. Jared is persistent.

Jared smiles at me widely, his blue eyes filled with excitement. "Look at your twitter!"

I sit up in bed and look around me for my phone. Jared thrusts his phone at me, too impatient to wait any longer. He's practically drooling with anticipation.

My mouth drops as I look at my latest notifications. "They all followed me," I say shocked.

Jared squeals and grabs his phone back. "I know! Oh my god! You're like my queen. I swear. My queen," he pretends to bow down to me and I shove his shoulder.

"Oh shut up," I giggle and flop back down into my bed. "They're all following me," I say again. It's a dream. It has to be a dream. "One Direction is following me," I test out the phrase. Nope, it sounds weird.

"Your fanfic reads have doubled since last night. Harry and Louis tweeted a couple of them," Jared informs me and I feel like my jaw has just unhinged. "Yeah that's how I looked too when I found out."

I look at him seriously. "This is crazy you know. It's happening. My fanfics are coming true," I say and he nods in agreement.

"I know. It's perfect," Jared smiles widely at me and pats me on the head. "And I'm here to play the best friend who gets one of the boys to fall in love with them," he grins widely and I roll my eyes.

"Oh sure Jared, let's go with that," I joke.

"Hey! It could happen. I believe you wrote Shoes about Harry falling in love with a guy," Jared says.

"That was Around the Bend. And it was Liam," I correct him.

Jared waves it away. "Same difference. The point is that your fanfics are coming true! Do you know what this means for you?!" He exclaims, once again bouncing on my bed.

"It means one of them will fall hopelessly in love with me," I sigh romantically and flutter my eyelashes at Jared. We both erupt into laughter and he falls down onto the bed beside me. "This is perfect."

"We have to make you drop dead gorgeous," Jared says suddenly and I turn to face him.

"What do you mean?"

"Not that you're not already attractive, but honey we need you to sweep those boys off their feet. Except Harry, he's mine," Jared smiles widely at me. "But we're going to fix you up a bit."

I look at Jared doubtfully. "A bit? Last time I agreed to anything like that I ended up with black hair!" I exclaim and shudder at the memory of me turning around to look at myself with pitch black hair. "No thanks, I prefer my blonde."

Jared suddenly gasps and looks at me with wide eyes. "Oh my god! Great idea! You're going red," he says and sits up.

I squint at him. "Red? But I like my blonde hair," I say and grab a couple pieces of my hair, twirling it in my fingers.

"But Lilah! You're eyes are green. You know how fucking exotic you're going to look with red hair?!" Jared exclaims and grabs my hand. "Hurry up, get dressed. We're going shopping!" Jared practically yanks me out of bed, throwing my warm blankets off of me.

"I hate you." I slump toward my closet and start going through my clothes. Jared joins me and starts flicking through my clothing. "What are you doing?!" I ask when he tosses a couple outfits out.

"Trying to help you pick your outfit! Babe, you can't expect to walk around with me dressed like a hobo," he says without taking his eyes off my clothes. "Nope, nope, nope," he mutters and frowns at my t-shirts. "Don't you have anything cute?"

I sigh and tap my foot against the floor. "What do you think I am Jared? Made of money? My clothes are cute enough," I say and reach for a light green dress that highlight my eyes nicely.

"Half of your clothes have their faces on it," Jared mutters and pulls out a handful of shirts with One Direction on them. "What will they think!"

I shrug and grab one of the shirts with Niall on it. "Who cares. They probably have me figured out already. Besides, I like these," I say and reach for a couple more shirts but he holds them out of reach.

"Nah uh. Not today. You're wearing nothing One Direction related today." Jared puts back the shirts and takes the one I'm holding. "Hmm, I look cute in this," he says and puts the shirt in front of him.

I take the shirt away from him and put it in my closet. "You have enough of your own shirts!"

"Not that Niall shirt!" Jared giggles and pulls the shirt out again. "I just want to borrow it."

I cross my arms. "Borrow? Jared I'm still waiting for my Zayn tank top to come back," I say. It's been about a month since he "borrowed" it.

Jared shrugs and puts the shirt back. "You'll get it back."

"Mhmm."

"Pinky swear. You will. Just let me remodel you!" He begs and pouts at me, holding my hands. I sigh and his eyes light up. "YES! You won't regret it! I promise Lilah," he pulls me into a hug and I inwardly groan. I don't want to relive black hair.

"No black hair," I say.

"Definitely. I promise. Besides, it's not your color," Jared giggles and grabs out a couple clothes from my closet. "Here this is good enough. Put it on so we can go," he shoves the clothes into my arms and motions for me to get moving.

I sigh and drag my feet around. This would be a long day. I was sure of it.

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