"See you guys next week!" I said and  after very chaotic bye from the boys, Liam stopped the camera.

"That was so cool!" I said excitedly, the boys agreed smiling. I stood up from the stairs and walked to the couch and sat down, the boys following. I pulled out my phone again, ready to order the food. "What do you want, guys?"

"I don't know, how about pizza? It's going to be enough for all of us." Liam said and we all nodded.

"How many boxes? Three should be enough right?" I said, but Niall shook his head.

"Better order six, we definitely eat a lot." I nodded, laughing. I found some pizzeria's website, and after the boys told me to order two Margaritas for Liam and Zayn, two Pepperonis for Niall and Harry and two Hawaiian for me and Louis, I dialed the number and ordered. While we were waiting for the pizzas we started talking, making jokes, laughing, and suddenly one hour just came and went and there was a knock on the door. And we haven't collected the money for the pizzas.

"Oh fuck." Me and boys looked at each other. All of us except Zayn rushed upstairs to grab our money. I almost fell while taking two stairs at a time, Harry and Louis almost tripped over each other, Niall stab his toe into a corner of the wall and started wheezing loudly, while Liam was the only one who didn't do anything that hurt him. After we grabbed the money we ran downstairs and in the fastest way possible we added up all the money we needed to pay the delivery man. I ran to the door and opened it, I apologized to the delivery man and gave him the money and he handed me the six boxes of pizza. I wished him goodnight and closed the door with my foot, and since the boxes were in a tower they covered my eyes and I couldn't see where I'm going.

"Help!" I yelled and I heard fast steps coming towards me. The three top boxes were taken from me and it was Louis who took them. We left them on the table, and I ran to the kitchen to grab six plates. When I got back the boys already dugged in in the pizzas and I put a plate in front of every one of them. I sat down on my previous spot on the couch next to Niall, taking a piece of the Hawaiian pizza, happily biting on it, because I really was starving.

We talked, and laughed, and at one point we suddenly started singing. "Viva La Vida" was first, then came "Torn", then "Use Somebody" followed, and many other songs that I can't remember now. It was one of the best and most memorable nights with the boys, and I had never felt more like myself and comfortable around them before.

  And since that night I finally started seeing them as close friends, and not just some boys I had to communicate with because of the band.

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A.N.

    Hey, guyss! This chapter is also really long, and I hope you like it! Cara is finally starting to open up to the boys even more and it was about time!

Also, I didn't understand how the whole seperate house and rooms thing worked back in the days in X Factor, so can someone please explain? I won't change it in the story, though, I don't think it's that unrealistic, but I'm just curious how was it really.

Were the boys in one house with other contestants or had a house on their own or didn't have a house at all?

It's pretty late for me right now, so excuse me if I have some mistakes, I will edit tomorrow, but I'm posting it now so you don't have to wait.

Comment what you liked and what you didn't like, and don't forget to vote and follow me to keep on track with the story if you didn't already!

Love,
Marie-Anne