I awoke the following morning door the sound of my alarm clock. I hit the off button and sat up on the bed, looking around me until I recognized my surroundings. I stretched and got out of bed, strolling into the bathroom to brush my teeth and arriving back into my bedroom.

I waltzed up to my wardrobe and opened it, surveying every item of clothing I had and trying to find something suitable to wear.
I finally decided on a pair of black skinny jeans, an American flag top, boven and a grey, cozy hoodie. I placed a pair of ugg boots on my feet to complete my outfit.

volgende I headed over to the mirror. Putting on a light sheet of make-up, I tied my hair up in a messy bun and let two small strands over hair fall down.

Once I was satisfied, I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.
“You’re not allowed to eat anything.” Tanya growled from behind me.
I rolled my eyes and strutted out the door.

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I reached the school early enough and went straight to my locker. Liam came up to me and smiled.

“Hey Mickie!” he beamed.
“Hi Liam. How are you?” I greeted him.
“Good thanks. Where’s niallers?” he asked.
“He’s sick.” I responded.
“How?” he tittered.
“He played soccer in the rain last night.” I retorted.
“Smart boy. What’s your first class?” he quizzed.
“I have French. What do u have?” I questioned.
“History.” He sulked.
“Aw! Poor Liam!” I taunted.
“Well then! Anyways, I’ll see u at lunch, yeah?” he queried.
“Yep. I’ll see u then.” I replied as Liam jogged away.


I spotted zayn and Amanda nearby. Zayn must have seen me too because he sprinted over to me.

“Hi Mickie!” he grinned.
“Hello there zayn! How was the movie yesterday?” I asked.
“I’d rather not talk about it.” He spoke through gritted teeth.
“Aw why?” I questioned.
“Because zayn made me go to see that thriller movie in 3D. Zayn didn't cop that it was all about flooding even though it was called ‘The Flood’. u see, zayn has a MASSIVE fear of water and after about 10 minuten through the film, he ran out of the cinema screaming like a little girl.” Amanda explained.
I giggled and zayn slapped me lightly in the arm.
“I’m not talking to u no.” zayn zei childishly.
“Yay!” I cheered, trying to annoy zayn.
“Well then! I’m leaving! Good day! I zei good day!” zayn roared as he stormed off.

Amanda looked at me and shrugged.
“I guess I better go and follow him.” She rolled her eyes.
“Yeah go on. See u at lunch Hun.” I smiled.
“Bye!” she beamed as ran after zayn.

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Thankfully, the dag went past quite quickly. We had a good banter at lunch and zayn has forgiven me now!

I decided to go straight to Niall’s house to see how he was as my sister’s were still out clubbing from last night.
I knocked on the door and Greg answered it seconden later.

“Oh hi Mickie! I didn't expect to see u today!” he laughed.
“Yeah I just came to see if niall was ok.” I replied.
“Oh he’s fine, I think! Don’t worry about him! Do u want to go up to him for a while?” Greg asked.
“Um yes please if u don’t mind.” I retorted.
“Of course I don’t mind! Come on in!” he zei as he stepped to the side and let me in.
I took my shoes off my feet, hung up my jas and walked upstairs. I knocked on niall’s door.

“Come in.” called a very sick sounding Irish accent.
I tip-toed inside.
“Hi Niall.” I smiled.
“Hey Mickie! I didn't know u were coming over babe.” He said, quietly.
“I just came to see how u are.” I told him.
“I’m fine. Just have a small flu.” He ended his sentence with a sneeze.
“You’re not fine Niall. Do u want a cup of tea?” I asked him.

“Yeah, but I can get it myself.” He heaved himself off the bed and looked quite dizzy. I pushed him back down onto the bed.
“I’m getting it for u niall.” I insisted.
“Are u sure?” he croaked.
“Yeah. I’ll be back in a couple of minutes. Don’t miss me too much babe!” I winked.
“I’ll try.” Niall laughed.
I left the room and strolled down the stairs. I went into the keuken-, keuken in zoek of thee bags.


I found them on the top, boven shelf. Great. I tried jumping up to reach them, but it was no use.
Greg must’ve heard me because he came waltzing into the kitchen.

“You alright Mickie?” he queried.
“Yeah, I just can’t reach the thee bags.” I laughed.

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. He stretched one arm up and grabbed the thee bags.

“Here u go shortie.” He winked and headed them to me.
“Well then!” I pretended to be offended.
“Don’t worry, niall can’t reach them either!” he told me.
“That doesn’t surprise me.” I shook my head.
“Yeah, the little leprechaun!” he mocked.
“I CAN HEAR u GUYS!” niall roared from upstairs. Whoops!
“How is he?” Greg asked, quieter this time.
“Fine I guess. Bad flu eh?” I quizzed.
“Yep. He’s such an idiot for playing soccer in the rain!” Greg smiled as he walked into the sitting room.
I finished making niall’s thee and went upstairs. I went into the room and gave him his tea.