Melody's POV

"What!?" I shouted when I opened the front door.
"Wow. Who crapped in your cornflakes this morning?" my other BFF, Katrina Varno said.
"Katrina!" I shouted excitedly, wrapping my arms around her neck. "Where have you been, my love?!"
"Waiting for you to call. Or text. Or email. But no. Katrina called," she said, hugging me.
"You're cheating on me, Mel?" Niall asked, appearing at the end of the hallway, mock pouting.
"It never would have worked anyway," I said, laughing. "Niall, this is Katrina Varno, my other best friend."
"KATRINA!" I heard Katrina shout, running down the stairs. She shoved Niall aside and joined in on our hug.
Then Niall came running and joined our group hug, and shouted "GROUP HUG!" causing all the other boys to come running. Pretty soon, I was squished by seven people.
Ella walked past us on her way to the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her head. "Weirdos."
"And proud of it!" the Katrinas and I shouted in unison.
"Is it just me or is the room getting smaller?" I said, then pretended to faint.
"Oh my God!" the Katrinas shouted, playing along with my act.
"What happened?" Harry asked, panicking.
"She's claustrophobic! Some days it's worse than others and today must be one of those days," Katrina C. said. "Back up, guys!"
I heard five pairs of feet take a few steps back.
"Is she going to be okay?" Liam asked.
"Yep," I said, standing up and grinning. "I must be a very convincing actress, because you guys flipped!"
Niall and Zayn started laughing, Liam grinned, Louis slapped me on the back, and Harry just kinda stood there, looking at his feet.
"Ow, Louis! What was that for?" I said, tearing up and rubbing my shoulder.
"I'm so sorry, Mel," he said quickly. "I didn't mean for it to hurt!"
I started laughing. "That's twice now! You guys are so gullible!"
"You should have seen your face! It was priceless!" Katrina C. shouted.
Katrina V. looked around, confused. "Mel? Who are these people? And why are they here?"
The boys were shocked, and they gaped at her.
"Oh, yeah. I almost forgot," I said as the boys lined up side by side. "Katrina, this is Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, and Harry Styles."
"Hi. You guys have really convincing accents, by the way," she said, causing everyone but her to laugh. "What did I do?" she asked, confused.
"Their accents aren't fake," I said, laughing.
"What?!" she said, looking at the boys. "Mel, why do you have British people in your house?
"Um, you remember the Fargodome concert last night? You texted me asking if you could kill your little sister for talking your ear off about it?" I said nervously.
"Yeah. Like, One Dimension or something like that," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "I don't know what all the fuss is about." I stared pointedly at her, trying to get her to shut up. It didn't work. "I mean, I'd rather listen to Dierks Bentley or Carrie Underwood, but that's just me. Why?"
The boys gaped at her.
"Um, it's One Direction," Zayn said, stepping forward. "And-"
"Okay, you need to simmer down instead of exploding. Shoo," I said, pushing him toward the basement stairs.
"What was that all about?" Katrina asked when I returned.
"Um, they're One Direction. So please try to be nice. I know you don't like pop music at all but they're really good and we're going shopping anyway so we won't have to be around them all day," I said. "So please don't say anything you're probably going to regret later because they're really nice and you can at least be friends even if you don't like their music, okay?"
"Okay, fine. Can we do something now?" she asked.
"I made slutty hot chocolate," I said.
"Let's go!" both Katrinas shouted.

Notes

Sorry it's shorter than usual but I need to get off. I'll post tomorrow.