soooo i hav no idea if u guys will like this chapter but i honestly had a great time writing this one lol!!! *insert laughing emoji* ANYWAYS!!! totally a filler but hopefully u guys find it entertaining!!!!
dedicated to the person who I used these quizes for the first time in forever with!!! #newdirectioner!!! seriously-riley Mayayayu
[7 months later me--i apologize for this carroty chapter xD]
Magic (Cover)
"Food?!" Harry yells.
"Niall!" I answer.
The boys have been giving me a '1Ducation'. I have spent the entire day on the bus having them show me a million different videos and telling me a million different stories. Apparently, if I am going to be working with One Direction, I have to be up to date on all of the 'inside information' the fans obsess over.
Right now, Harry is quizzing me using one of the many fan-made quizzes. It's kinda weird how much they knew about the boys... but I guess their interesting lives and personalities are part of their draw.
"Stripes?!"
"Louis!"
"Nandos?!"
"Niall!"
"Vas?!"
"Zayn!"
"Spoons?!"
"Liam!"
"Hazza?!"
"Harry!"
"How many more on this one?" I whine. I'm getting bored of all these questions.
"Not too many and you're doing great!" Harry assures me.
"Fine..."
"Ok, so... Nipples?!"
"Harry!"
"I feel like I should be somewhat offended... I am more than my nipples," Harry comments poutingly, causing me to burst out in a fit of laughter. The rest of the boys chuckle along with me.
"Don't worry, Haz. We love you, regardless of the number of nipples on your body," I sooth him, doing my best to contain my laughter.
He's still pouting, somewhat less, but still pursing his lips displeasingly, as he continues with the quiz.
"Carrots?!"
"Louis!"
"I don't even get why the fans are still obsessing over that!" Louis butts in. "I said it as a joke, one time, years ago! For crap's sake, we were still hardly on X-Factor! Yet, all this time later, girls show up to our concerts dressed as bloody carrots! I just don't get it," he exhales heavily.
"It is that it is a perfect representation of you. Random, silly, hilarious, and well... food related. Although that's more Niall, I've seen you inhale some serious shit, Lou!" I laugh at the boy. "But regardless, I think it has gone a lot farther than reasonable."
"I guess. It just perplexes me how a vegetable can be such a large part of my public image." At this, no one can resist rolling over, laughing. The way Lou phrased the perspective of the situation just makes it ten times funnier.
Once we all regain control over ourselves, Harry sits up to continue the quizzing.
"Braces?!"
"Niall!"
"Superman?!"
"Louis!"
"Naked?!"
"Harry!"
"Potato?!"
"Niall!"
"Kevin?!"
"Louis!"
"Flick?!"
"Liam!"
"Swim?!"
"Zayn!"
"Okay, my turn to complain," Zayn interrupts. "It's not a big deal that I can't swim, really. I mean, it's not like I'm the only person in the world who can't swim, right? It's perfectly normal."
"I'm not even gonna touch that, dude." I smirk at him. "And it's not that normal--NEXT!" I slur hurriedly, and smile widely as I look at Harry for the next question, however, I don't miss Zayn scowling while he pouts at me in the corner of my eye.
"Guitar?!"
"Niall!"
"Doncaster?!"
"Louis!"
"Kidney?!"
"Liam!"
"Cats?!"
"Harry!"
"Messy?!"
"Louis!"
"Well, you did very well! Ready for the next quiz?!"
I groan, "Another?!"
"YES! You must be an absolute expert on everything US!" he explains through a wide grin.
I just scowl at him. "I feel like you just like this 'cause you get to gloat your imenial importance."
He feigns offense, gasping and placing his hand across his chest. "I will not dignify your comment by responding to that absurd lie. Now! Next quiz!"
I just roll my eyes and wait for him to continue. I just have to put up with and get through this or else it will never end.
"Finish the phrase - 'No!...?"
"Jimmy protested!"
"Who do I think looks like a Furby?!"
"Niall!"
"Who pulled down Niall's pants at a service station?!"
"Louis!"
"What did Liam order from room service?!"
"Cookies!"
"How does Louis describe Zayn's body?!"
"Hot and spicy!"
"Niall thinks he's as terrifying as what animal?!"
"A baby penguin!"
"If Liam could make an app, what kind would it be?!"
"An anti-spoons app!"
"Which member of 1D has worn pink bunny ears?!"
"Louis!"
"What would Louis do if he was Simon Cowell for a day?!"
"Go on a date with Susan Boyle!"
"What did Louis once try to do while sleepwalking?!"
"Get into Niall's bed!"
"What did Zayn dream he was being chased by?!"
"A giant power ranger!"
"Who stole a statue of a goose from a hotel?!"
"Louis!"
"Which member of 1D plays the kazoo?!"
"Harry!"
"Who do the boys think would die first in a horror movie?!"
"Niall!"
"I still don't understand the logic behind me being the first to die?!" Niall cries.
"Oh, you baby penguin..." I smirk.
I'm simply returned with a scowl before I turn back to face Harry.
"Who is 1D's manager who is always watching?!"
"Paul!"
"What picture was on the mug that Harry gave Niall?!"
"A picture of Niall on the toilet!"
"How many R's?!"
"Six!"
"How many times did Liam ask out a girl named Emily?!"
"22 times!"
"Who calls Harry 'Pumpkin'?!"
"Louis!"
"Who is left-handed?!"
"Niall!"
"Which member of 1D knows how to knit?!"
"Harry!"
"Who is known as Daddy Direction?!"
"Liam!"
"What do the boys do when Niall gets homesick?!"
"Talk in Irish accents!"
"What would Louis name his son?!"
"Lucas!"
"And may I just take the time to say I am insulted! I love you more than Stan!" Harry cries to Louis across the way.
"Aww... You know I love you Pumpkin!" Louis smiles back cheekily.
"Still, though. Harry is a much cooler name than Stan!"
"How do you know I simply don't like the name Lucas?"
"Well then why don't you like the name Harry?!"
"Harry, you bloody idiot just shut it!" Louis laughs at his friend.
"Fine... What was Harry's band before 1D?!"
"White Eskimo!"
"What did Niall get for his 18th birthday?!"
"A Barrack Obama life-sized model!"
"Which sport is Liam a huge fan of?!"
"Boxing!"
"Who is the oldest member of 1D by 13 months?!"
"Louis!"
"What would Zayn be if he wasn't in 1D?!"
"An English teacher!"
"What is Harry's favorite video game?!"
"FIFA!"
"Niall's all-time favorite song?!"
"Viva La Vida!"
"What two members share a middle name and what is it?!"
"Liam and Niall! James!"
"What is Zayn's Favorite book?!"
"Harry Potter!"
"What did Harry name his hamster?!"
"Hamster! Really though, Harry. Hamster? That level of creativity is embarrassing!"
"I was a lad! It was a hamster so I called it Hamster!"
"So should I call you 'human'?!"
"How do you know I am human?"
"That's a fair point. You often act like you are from another planet. It would explain the nipples, as well, I guess."
Harry just scowls when I finish my observation. Although, truly--it would explain A LOT about the curly haired boy.
"Whatever. That's enough questions for now," he huffs. I know he doesn't want to continue the quizzing simply because he is pouting, but I am ready to be finished so I don't care.
"Freedom!" I cry.
He just rolls his eyes. When I turn to the rest of the boys however, they are all smiling.
"You are officially a Directioner!" Niall cries. "Congratulations! But a quick warning f'r ya. From what I hear, it requires a sacrificed social life and quite a lot of time spent on YouTube and Twitter."
"Okay..." I laugh. I don't even know what that is supposed to mean to me.
"Ready to celebrate?!" Louis cry.
I raise an eyebrow curiously at him. "Celebrate how?"
"FOOD!" they all cry.
I laugh at their enthusiasm at the thought of being fed.
Oh, boys...