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

successivo 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 calcio in the rain last night.” I retorted.
“Smart boy. What’s your first class?” he quizzed.
“I have French. What do te have?” I questioned.
“History.” He sulked.
“Aw! Poor Liam!” I taunted.
“Well then! Anyways, I’ll see te at lunch, yeah?” he queried.
“Yep. I’ll see te 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’. te see, zayn has a MASSIVE fear of water and after about 10 minuti 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 te no.” zayn detto childishly.
“Yay!” I cheered, trying to annoy zayn.
“Well then! I’m leaving! Good day! I detto 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 te at lunch Hun.” I smiled.
“Bye!” she beamed as ran after zayn.

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Thankfully, the giorno 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 secondi later.

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

“Yeah, but I can get it myself.” He heaved himself off the letto and looked quite dizzy. I pushed him back down onto the bed.
“I’m getting it for te niall.” I insisted.
“Are te 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 cucina in cerca of tè bags.


I found them on the superiore, in alto 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 tè bags.” I laughed.

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

“Here te 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 te 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 calcio in the rain!” Greg smiled as he walked into the sitting room.
I finished making niall’s tè and went upstairs. I went into the room and gave him his tea.