The first thing that crossed my mind as I regained consciousness was the fact that the sun had never shown this bright as long as I can remember. I also noticed that I had never slept so peacefully without nightmares before. At this thought, my eyes snapped open taking time adjusting to the light being shown in a room. A room…. When did she get in a room? She jumped off the bed she was on and quickly looked for anyone else. She then remembered what had happened the evening before. The room she was in was a pretty modern and rich looking room. There were a set of large windows over the comfy looking bed with a white fluffy comforter, along the four walls were pretty portraits of flowers and modern looking canvases. The wall that was right across the bed had a door, which was closed. Louis, she remembered his name as had carried her off to here, but why?
She cautiously made her way to the door careful not to make a sound. What if it wasn't Louis out there? What if it wasn't Louis out there? What if it was someone else? Just the thought of it being someone else scared her to death and she started to shake. She decided to test her theory. She put her hand on the cool knob and twisted it.
The door opened without so much as a creek. There was a simple hall outside and there was noises coming from the end of it. It sounded like voices, like they were whispering. She couldn't hear exactly how many people were there but she was sure that they were male voices. She tip toed to the end of the hall and slowly peeked from around the corner.
Louis was there, sitting on a sofa, but it wasn't only him. There was four other guys laid out in various other parts of the room quietly talking. I looked at each of the other boys, there was a blonde one sitting next to a guy with rather dark hair and a slight olive skin tone. On the other side of those two were the three other boys. The one on the right of Louis had a mop of curly hair and the one on his left had straight brown hair. I decided to step out and make myself known.
Louis automatically jumped and came over to me. " are you okay? How are you feeling?" He asked getting worried.
"I'm fine, where am I?" I needed to know, this wasn't safe, I hadn't even had a real conversastion with this guy!
" I brought you back to the hotel. I'm sorry but I didn't know where else to take you." I just nodded and turned my gaze to the four boys sitting and anxiously waiting.
"oh!" Louis jumped again and steered me so I was in front of them. I cowered back a little bit, feeling extremely shy. They were all very good looking, even Louis.
" Delilah, these are my four best mates and band members. Guys, this is Delilah" He pointed between us.
" Hi, I'm Niall" said the blonde one, smiling a bit.
" Hi there, my name's Zayn" said the one with dark hair, raising his hand as if to motion to himself.
" Hey there, I'm Liam and this here is Harry" said the guy with the straight brown hair pointing to the boy next to him with the curly locks. I waved, too shy and embarrassed to say or do anything else.
"c'mon, you must be starving, let's get you something to eat shall we?" The last word had not slipped out of Louis's mouth and Niall and Zayn had both jumped up and clambered into what seemed to be the kitchen. I giggled a little bit, too low for anyone else to hear. Louis heard it though, and gave me a knowing smile. He lightly put his hand behind my back and guided me to where there was a dinning table and chairs and seated me in one and then sat beside me.
Niall came out of the kitchen holding an entire plate full of pancakes while Zayn ran behind him holding a bottle of maple syrup. Niall grabbed the syrup from his hand and poured it over what seemed to be more than 10 pancakes on his plate.
"Hey! That was supposed to be Delilah's!" Louis protested.
Niall froze with the spoon half way in his mouth, took it out and stared me down. Suddenly a big smile appeared on his face and he ran into the kitchen and back faster than the speed of light holding out another spoon for me. I blushed and hesitated to take it but Louis nudged me forward so I took it anyways. Zayn made a big dramatic seen about Niall not sharing his food and muttering the whole way back to making more pancakes for himself. Niall didn't look up at all while he practically devoured his breakfast.
I smiled. My first real smile.