I awoke the following morning by 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 and a grey, cozy hoodie. I placed a pair of ugg boots on my feet to complete my outfit.

Next 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 you have?” I questioned.
“History.” He sulked.
“Aw! Poor Liam!” I taunted.
“Well then! Anyways, I’ll see you at lunch, yeah?” he queried.
“Yep. I’ll see you 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’. You see, zayn has a MASSIVE fear of water and after about 10 minutes 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 you no.” zayn said childishly.
“Yay!” I cheered, trying to annoy zayn.
“Well then! I’m leaving! Good day! I said 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 you at lunch Hun.” I smiled.
“Bye!” she beamed as ran after zayn.

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Thankfully, the day 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 seconds later.

“Oh hi Mickie! I didn't expect to see you 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 you want to go up to him for a while?” Greg asked.
“Um yes please if you don’t mind.” I retorted.
“Of course I don’t mind! Come on in!” he said as he stepped to the side and let me in.
I took my shoes off my feet, hung up my jacket 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 you were coming over babe.” He said, quietly.
“I just came to see how you 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 you 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 you niall.” I insisted.
“Are you 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 kitchen in search of tea bags.


I found them on the top 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 tea bags.” I laughed.

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

“Here you 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 YOU 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 tea and went upstairs. I went into the room and gave him his tea.