Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 4- Now What?

I slowly drift into a nice sleep. My mind was thinking about the Romeo and Juliet thing the little girl explained to me. Who was Romeo? Paris? Tybolt? Nurse? I know that Melody could definetly be Nurse. Romeo and Paris could be either Louis or Harry, I'm not sure yet. Montegue could be someone in Mangagement, same with Lady Montegue. Capulet is of course my father, Lady Capulet my mother. I wonder who could be Tybolt; maybe it could be one of the other boyos, Niall, Liam, or Zayn. What about Merticuto and Benvolio? Whoever isn't Tybalt could be them, I guess. Woah, who could be Rosaline? Oh god, I really hope she isn't in this Romeo and Juliet story. She could screw everything up. Damn.

Well, I need to think about this more. Maybe watch their actions closer than ever, even though I already do. I'm a very dedicated Directioner, maybe a bit obsessed, even thought Louis doesn't think any of the fans are obsessed. Guess that might be changing.

An image began to appear in my head. The setting of the dream was in the 1500s, around when Romeo and Juliet first occured. I was in a long red dress and I was running, but from what. I turn around seeing Romeo, I don't know who he is, Louis or Harry, fighting a dragon. My eyes widen in horror. Blood is trickling down his face, whilst the dragon is about to bite his head off.

"Romeo!" I scream, tears running down my face.

I try to run towards him and help, but it's too late. The dragon has killed him, and flew away. I decide to run to him, and try to help him, but I couldn't, I didn't know how to. I fell to my knees, and looked at his face. It was a mixure of Harry and Louis. This Romeo has Harry's curly hair, and Louis' face.

I rest my head on his dead body, weeping. My hand caressed his cold cheek, and my other hand opened his eyes, but they just closed. I wish I couldv'e done something to save him. I just wish, I wasn't such a coward.

"Romeo!" I shriek, tears pouring down my face. Suddenly, something pulled me back, and I was dragged away from him. "Romeo!" I screamed again, wishing I could kiss him before his body is buried. Whilst being dragged away, I watched his body seep into the ground. "Romeo!" I cried. His body vanished, and the thing that was pulling my was gone as well.

There was a knife in front of me, and there was only one thing I could think of doing with it. I was going to kill myself to be with him. I didn't want to live in this world without him. He was everything to me.

My fingers laced around the knife, tears streaming down my face. I brought the knife up, and waited for a moment, just to make sure he was never going to come back to life, magically. Then, the knife plunged into my body; blood oozed out of my mouth and where the knife cut.

I laid down, waiting for my heart to stop, and my body to vanish, so I can see him again. "Romeo, I'm coming. I don't know what I could do without you by my side here." I mutter, before my heart stopped. I could feel someone dragging me down, into the earth, where I'd see him again. 'I'm coming to you, Romeo'' I thought, before I vanished from the face of earth.

Romeo was there, waiting for me. He was shirtless, only wearing underwear. Of course, he had Harry's bad habit of being naked. I ran to him, jumping into his arms. I nuzzled into his neck, taking in his scent.

"I missed you, Juliet." He whispered in my eyes. He placed a rose in my hand, smiling. "I don't ever want us to part."

I nodded, kissing his jawline. My lips moved over to his neck. Gave him so many kisses. I just couldn't stop myself. My lips moved over to his. His lips were so warm and sweet. Our lips didn't part for a while; I didn't want our lips to part.

Romeo started to vanish, but I could still feel his touch, which was probably because I was waking up. I wonder if both Harry and Niall didn't leave my side. Or maybe Louis came back to my side, and Niall went to eat, like always. Tehe.

I opened my eyes, to see Harry sleeping. He was so adorable sleeping. I pressed my hand on his cheek, my thumb rubbed his cheek a bit. His hand flew to mine, which was still on his cheek. A soft smile hovered over my lips, and his.

"Juliet, I missed your touch, my love." Harry muttered. He must be having the same dream as I did. When I removed my hand from his cheek, he frowned. "Don't leave me, please, my sweet princess."

It was really nice hearing those words slip out of his mouth. I turned to my right, to notice Niall left and Louis replaced him. Louis was sleeping as well. Maybe I could see what he'd say if I placed my hand on his cheek.

I placed my hand on his cheek, rubbing it with my thumb, just like I did with Harry. Tears rolled down his cheek; I wonder if they were tears of joy or sadness. Louis placed his hand on mine, just like Harry. Now it was time for his words.

"Juliet, I missed you, my love." Louis muttered. He's having the same dream as Harry and I had, but what does that mean. "Don't leave me. My heart will be in pain, without you near me."

I moved away, slightly bumbing Harry. Oops. What kind of mess am I in? Can this get any worse? I might have two Romeo's, or I'm going insane and heard the same damned thing. This might actaully be a curse instead of a good thing. Damn my life.

I wonder what their reactions would be like if I kissed them. After I kiss them, my heart will skip a few beats, and I might be in shock. Is it really going to be worth it? Or am I going to regret it? Maybe I could kiss them one at a time; Harry today, Louis tomorrow, or vice versa.

I pondered about it for a moment. I decided to kiss them today. One right now, the other tonight, maybe at midnight or while he sleeps, I don't care which it is.

Since I'm facing Louis right now, he's going to be the one I kiss right now, and hopefully he won't wake up. If he does wake up, I'll just say he kissed me, not the other way around, and he'll probably believe it because he was sleeping and stuff like that. This was going to be interesting.

I moved over to Louis, pressing my forehead against his. I looked at his closed eyes and smiled. Slowly, my lips met his. Just like in the dream, his lips were warm and sweet, maybe had a scent of carrots.

Louis kissed back, smiling. He opened his eyes, and still kissed me; he closed his eyes a few seconds later. His fingers were tangled in my hair. Slowly, I opened my eyes. Now time to act like he kissed me, not the other way around.

"Why did you kiss me?" I muttered against his lips. I looked so confused, and happy at the same time.

"I don't know. I just did, I guess." He whispered to me, smiling.

I removed my lips away from his, smiling. My plan didn't fail me. Not bad. Phase two will start in a few hours, eight to be exact. I got up, and turned to Harry, who was still asleep. I giggled, and turned to Louis, "Do you want to dump a bucket of water on him, with me?" I smirked.

Louis got up, laughing, "Sure! Why not?" He grabbed me and put me over his shoulder, and started to carry me to the backyard; He must already know where everything is.

He set me down on a chair, and grabbed a bucket, and the hose, turning it on. He turnes hoes on. See what I did there? Ha. He filled the bucket, then grabbed another filling it. The buckets together had a gallon of water.

I pulled out my phone, wiggling my eyebrows. I was going to record it, of course. Maybe post it on Twitter, and tell everyone that I'm #MysteryGirl, which could ruin my life. Louis nodded. I grabbed a bucket, and walked back to my room; Harry was still sleeping.

"On three," I mouthed to him. I unlocked my iPhone, clicked Camera, and then clicked Record. "One! ... Two! ... Three!" I whispered, dumping the bucket onto Harry.

Harry quickly got up, and yelled, "Bloody hell! What was that for, Boobear?!"

I stopped recording, and laughed, "This is going on Twitter, Harry!" I winked at him. I jumped onto my wet bed, and opened up Twitter. I added the video, laughed, then typed:

This is what harry_styles gets when he sleeps in my bed (; Love you! xx

I pressed send, before Harry grabbed my phone. Harry stared at my tweet for a second, then laughed. I cocked my head, confused. I thought he was going to be pissed off or something. Guess I was wrong.

My phone buzzed, so I grabbed it from Harry. Louis retweeted my tweet. I smiled, laughing. I threw the phone back to Harry, letting him see Louis retweeted it.

"Rose!" An Irish accent shouted, "I think you should come here. It's something important..."

I got up, and ran over to Niall, wondering what happened. He patted the couch, and pointed at the TV. It showed a family died in an accident in Eygpt. My eyes widened; my parents and brother were there, could it be them?

The News Reported started to talk about the family, "This family of three, Katherine Darkwood, age 35, John Darkwood, age 40, and Kevin Darkwood, age 14, were at the wrong place at the wrong time. A nuclear power plant exploded, and this family was near it, at the wrong time. It is said that a girl named Rose Darkwood is part of the family, but she was not with them at the time. She is supposedly in Phoenix, Arizona, by herself. She is said to have been left behind because she didn't feel it was safe to go there at the time, and she was correct."


Tears streamed down my face. My family. They are dead. Why couldn't they listen to me?! I told them Eygpt wasn't very safe, but no, they still went. I cupped my face with my hands, weeping. Now where was I going to go? I had no where to go. I didn't have any guardian I know of. I was the last living member of the Darkwood family.

The boys came up to me, and each gave my a kiss on the cheek. Melody sat next to me, holding my hand protectively. I rested my head on her shoulder, crying. "What am I suppose to do, now? I'm the last living Darkwood. I have no where to go. I'm still underage to live by myself." I murmured.

Louis rested his head on my shoulder, "I can be your guardian!" He shouted in my ear. "You can live with The boys and me." He grinned.

I patted his head, "Really?" I asked. My heart was pounding; I was going to live with One Direction. I'm going to be the happiest girl in the world!

"Yes!" Louis laughed.

"The sixth member of One Direction!" The boys all shouted, including Louis. I felt like my eardrums were going to burst.

I turned to Melody, who had he mouth open. "Don't keep your mouth open like that, you'll catch flies!" I giggled. I closed her mouth, smiling. "Can she visit?" I purred to them.

The boys nodded and laughed. "Meow!!" Harry purred to me, winking.

"Before I leave with you guys, I want to finish up this year of school. I only have a day left." I told them, tears filled my eyes, "So we can leave in a few days, after we finsih the paper work, making Louis my guardian, legally."

The nodded and ran around my house, which I was planning on keeping. I would never sell this house. Not in a millions years, or for a million dollars.

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Today was the day I was going to start my life with One Direction. It was all over the Internet that I was going to live with them, and that Louis was my guardian.

When we went to the court to legally make Louis my guardian, the paparazzi were around us, taking pictures of Louis signing the document. Fans outside were around waiting for ONe direction and #MysteryGirl to come out.

When we did come out, everyone was asking us so many questions. Someone threw a rock at my head, and I almost passed out. Another person asked what my name was, and I told them. Rose Darkwood was all over the internet and everyone was talking about me.

So this is what it's like to be famous. I've even gotten Friend Requests from people all over the world, but thanks to Niall, he fixed my settings so I can only send Friend requests. Thank you Nialler, I owe you.

There were also hate accounts on Twiiter and facebook, but I knew that it was going to happen when I told the world who I was. But what made me feel a bit better was the fan pages people made for me on facebook and Twitter. I've also gotten a lot of sweet tweets and messages.

Now, back to me leaving Phoenix.

I grab my bags, and turn to Melody and everyone else who was around us. Thank god no one knew when I was leaving with One Direction other than my friends. All my friends begin crying and start hugging me; I left like bursting into tears, but I kept my cool. Haha, I'm cool. No. I'm a strange child, who has a strange guardian. I wonder hwo this is going to turn out.

After I say my last good-byes, I slip into the car, and start waving. When everyone was out of my sight, I turn to the boys, my eyes were red and puffy. They each gave me a hug, and whispered, "It's okay, love." in my ear, which made me feel a little better.

When we got to the airport, everyone was taking pictures and staring at us. A few asked for autographs, some even asked me, which felt strange. Every time I gave someone an autograph, my hand was shaking, which messed the autograph up. Damn.

Slowly, more and more people were surrounding us, which made the security have to get involved. They pushed the fans and parents back, making sure we were safe. This made us almost miss our flight.

When we got on the plane, everyone was whispering and taking pictures. Yes, we got regular tickets. Well, Harry, Louis, and I did. Harry and Louis got tickets to make sure that I was okay. I was still in pain from the accident, but I didn't have any broken bones or anything like that. Niall, Liam, and Zayn got first class tickets, letting me have Harry and Louis to myself. I think they might have bought the entire first class cabin.

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There was only an hour left of the flight. I was tired and bored. I decided to open up twitter and read some tweets, and tweet something as well. I noticed that there was a lot of picture of the boys and me at the airport, and even on the plane. Someone even posted a picture of Harry and Louis resting their heads on my shoulder, and sleeping, which I thought was adorable. I was a sleep as well, but I just looked like an ugly potatoe. I started writing a tweet:

All most at London. LouisTomlinson & harry_styles are sleeping on my shoulders. They look so cute<3

When I tweeted that, it got retweeted a lot and there were a ton of comments. Slowly, I started to reply to all the comments. Directioners asked for a picture of Louis and Harry sleeping, so I took a picture of them, and tweeted them. Those pictures got retweeted so much, I felt like my noticifations were going to explode.

I literally spent an hour on twitter, tweeting and retweeting Directioners. I'm pretty sure I even followed over a thousand Directioners. It felt good doing that. I got a ton of fans to help me trend #LoveOneDirection and #CarrotsMirrorsCurlsIrishSpoons. Some fans told me to prank call their friends, and I did. But right before the call ended, I told them who it was, and they started screaming. I asked for their twitters so I can tell the boys to follow them. Before I got off the plane, I noticed I had half a million followers. Damn. I got  more followers in a day then any of the boys, I think.

Right when we got out of the airport, fans were screaming at holding posters. No one was suppose to know... Wait. Shit, shit shit. I tweeted that we were almost at London, but I didn't think this many people would see.

"I'm sorry, guys." I shouted over the screams. They nodded. I poked Harry, who turned to me, "Can you put me on your shoulder for a second?" I asked, purring.

Before he replied, he grabbed me and put me on his shoulders; I could see everyone. There were so many people. So many fans. When they all saw me on his shoulders, the screams got louder.

"Guys! Can you be quiet for a second?" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

The screams got a little quieter, but I needed it to be dead silent. I poked Harry again, and he nodded. The rest of the guys nodded as well. I didn't even need to tell them what I needed them to do, yet they already did. They can read my mind... Oh god.. I need to think less. o.o

"If you want to meet us, be quiet for a second!" The guys all yelled at the top of their lungs. Everyone shut up, and the only thing I could hear was a bird's wings flapping.

"Thank you!" I told them, blowing each of them a kiss. The fans screamed for a second, but it died down, quickly, which was a first. I waved to the fans, who were jumping up and down. "Hello, London!" I giggled, "I know you guys all adore One Direction over here," I shouted, moving my hands around the boys, "And I really want you guys to know them like I do." I paused, letting the fans screams.

"So this is what I'm going to do!" I laughed, waving my arms around like a total idiot. "I'm feeling really good and happy, that I'm going to chose three lucky fans to meet the boys. Those three fans will get to spend a day with One Direction!" The fans all screamed. I swear, my ears were going to stop working soon. "Now, I'm gonna go find those three fans," I laughed, hoping off Harry's shoulders.

I started to run and push through the fans, who were grabbing my shirt, trying to get my attention. The first fan that caught my attention was a girl who was looking around, trying to find something, probably me. I ran up to her, and poked her.

"Lucky fan number one!" I smiled, grabbed her hand, and pulling her over to the boys, who just sat there, talking to each other, about what they were going to do with the three fans, because they didn't even know I was going to do this.

The Fan number one was acting really normal and maybe confused. When she saw the boys, she smiled and waved, instead of screaming. "Hello. My name is Katie." She said, grinning. She had long brown hair and deep green eyes. She was probably 15 years old.

I turned to Katie, smiling. "You can sit on Liam's lap!" I grinned, pointing at Liam's lap, who was patting his legs, smiling.

Katie walked over to Liam, who pulled her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms protectively around her waist. She was blushing, and still keeping her cool. If I were her, I might have screamed a little. Wow. Impressive. Very impressive.

I ran back into the crowd, grabbing two random other fans, who were in the very back. They started crying when I grabbed them.

Fan number two had blonde hair and blue eyes. She looked like a model, which disjusted me. Now I regret picking her. She told me that her name was Khloe, and I barely understood her.

Fan number three had red hair and black eyes. I literally mean pure black eyes, which scared the shit out of me. I regret picking her too, and it was already too late to change fans. This fan told me her name was Sarah.

I told Khloe to sit in Zayn's lap and Sarah to sit in Niall's lap. Zayn and Niall were very excited when they foudn out the two girls had to sit in their laps; I guess they didn't like perfect girls.

We stood there for a second, to let the fans take pictures of us together. We all smiled, and grinned a few times. We probably look like idiots in the pictures, but who cares? It was kinda fun.

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WOO! Like I said, this chapter was going to be longer than the others~ It was fun writing. I spent a ton of time on this chapter<3 Hope you like it!!
Just an FYI, the next chapter is the Hanging Out With One Direction Chapter thing, obviously. xD I jsut wanted to point that out~ I'm such a strange person. I know. :3