"Will someone please explain to me what is going on?" I ask for the millionth time.

"No. Now stop talking." Rebecca applies lipstick to my lips.

I frown, annoyed that they won't tell me. An hour ago, Rebecca and Cher kidnapped me from the living room and dragged me up to our room. They have been doing my hair and make up ever since. Why? I don't know. Neither of them will tell me. I just want to know why they are doing all of this to me. I know that the show sometimes let's us leave the house for a night to go somewhere, but no one told me anything about that.

"Cher, can you grab her outfit?" Rebecca points at the bed.

"Got it!" Cher picks up the dress hanging from the hanger. "Here. Put this on." She holds it out for me to grab.

I shake my head and cross my arms. "Not until you tell me what is going on."

"Either you put this on or we put it on for you. Your choice." Cher stands next to Rebecca.

We glare at each other for a good five minutes before I crack. I snatch the hanger out of Cher's hand, annoyed. I storm into the bathroom to change. Why won't they tell me? It's driving me insane! I pull the lace, royal blue, sleeveless dress off of the hanger.

"Put these on too!" Cher opens the door a little to throw a pair of black tights in my face.

I watch the door shut again. This is really starting to annoy me. I change out of my pajamas into the dress and tights. Why can't they just tell me? I can't stand surprises! They drive me insane. I stand in front of the mirror, analysing my outfit. This is really cute. Where could I possibly be going?!

"Okay. I'm in the dress. Can someone please tell me where I am going?" I step out of the bathroom and back into the room.

Rebecca holds a black leather jacket out for me. "Put this on. It's a little chilly outside."

So I'm going to be outside! I'm getting closer to finding out!

I slide the jacket on. "So, you're not going to tell me?"

"No." Cher replies. "It's a surprise."

"But, I hate surprises!" I groan, crossing my arms.

"You'll love this one." Rebecca grabs a pair of all black high top converse. "We know you won't wear heels and you always seem to make converse look amazing with dresses."

"Thanks." I say, taking the shoes from her.

Rebecca and Cher look me over slowly. This would be awkward if we weren't such good friends. I shift under their gaze, nervously. Are they going to say anything? Cher nods her head in approval. Where could I possibly be going dressed like this? Rebecca and Cher each grab one of my arms and start to pull me out of the bedroom. Instead of struggling against their holds, I just let them lead me downstairs. I'll probably find out where I am going soon.

They release my arms once we reach the back doors of the house. Cher holds up a hand to stop me from moving forward. I am so confused right now. I glance behind me to see Rebecca has disappeared. Where did she go? I turn my head back to ask Cher where Rebecca went, but Cher is no longer there. Are they pranking me?

"Rebecca? Cher?" I call out.

Now what? Am I supposed to walk through the doors? Or can I go back up to my room? This is awkward and I don't know what to do. I can't even ask anyone what I'm supposed to do because no one is around.

I reach for the door knob to go outside slowly. "If any of you jump out and scare me, I'm going to hit you." I threaten.

The door opens the rest of the way, showing a black backyard. A cold gust of wind blows across the yard and hits me. I cross my arms and pull the leather jacket around me tighter. The door slams shut behind me, causing me to jump. I rush toward the closed door and attempt to open it. Great. It's locked.

"Could this night get any worse?" I mumble to myself.

I clutch the jacket closer to me as I start to walk around the house, looking for an unlocked door. I'll just walk around to the front of the house. What was the point in all of this? Rebecca and Cher dressed me up to walk around the house and freeze to death? Yeah. This is a lot of fun. I'm having a blast.

"I'm going to kill Rebecca and Cher." I grumble to myself, walking through the grass. "Here I am walking out in the freezing weather with a dress on because of them. A bear could run up to me and snatch me away. They would feel guilty then. I bet they are inside drinking hot chocolate while I'm out here most likely catching a cold." I kick small pebble with the toe of my shoes.

"You know, talking to yourself is the first step of going crazy." An Irish voice states from behind me.

I whirl around quickly. "Niall!" I breathe in relief. "Where is Rebecca and Cher?"

Niall walks towards me with his hands in his pockets of his sweatpants. "That's not important. What are you doing outside?"

"I was looking for Cher and Rebecca." I explain to him. "What are you doing outside?"

"Looking for you." Niall smirks. "We had everything planned out for tonight and then you just had to mess up our plans by going outside."

"What plans?" I shiver from the cold breeze.

"It's a surprise." Niall replies, grabbing my wrist and walking towards the front of the house.

"Not you to!" I complain.

Niall chuckles and continues leading me to the front door. "Okay. We are going to try this one more time. I want you to walk through the front door and go into the kitchen."

I open the front door of the house and instantly feel warm air blow across my skin. "Aren't you coming in?" I look back at Niall.

"Not yet." Niall grins.

I frown at him. Why is everyone so weird tonight? First, Rebecca and Cher. Now, Niall. I step into the warm house and follow Niall's instructions to the kitchen. There better be a large mug of hot chocolate waiting for me on the counter.

I come to halt when I see something rather hot in the kitchen. I was expecting hot chocolate, but this is way better. Louis is standing in the middle of the kitchen with a single rose in his hand. He is wearing black skinny jeans and a royal blue button up shirt. Louis even has his black Toms on.

"Um. Hi." I smile at him.

"Hi." Louis smiles back.

"What's going on?" I glance around the kitchen.

"This is our first date." Louis steps closer to me and hands me the rose.

I grab the rose from his hand. "Really?"

Louis nods. "I planned all of this."

"All of it?" I raise my eyebrow at him, questioningly.

"Liam, Rebecca, and Cher helped me out a lot." He admits, blushing. "Are you hungry?"

"What's for dinner?" I let Louis lead me to the table where a plate filled with spaghetti is.

"Spaghetti." Louis pulls out a chair for me.

I sit down and Louis site right next to me. "Only one plate?"

"I want to try something." Louis hands me a fork.

I take the fork, hesitantly. "Are you trying to do the Lady and the Tramp kiss?"

Louis's cheeks turn a reddish color. "Maybe."

I look down at the huge plate of spaghetti. "Does that mean we have to finish this whole plate or we can stop when we find the same piece? To be honest, I would be quite happy with watching a movie and getting out of these clothes."

"When we find the same piece, we can go watch a movie." Louis promises me, grinning.

"In that case." I pick up a strand of spaghetti and hold it out for Louis. I find the other end and place it in my mouth. Louis chuckles at me before doing the same thing. Our faces get closer and closer until our lips finally touch. My first kiss with Louis.

Louis pulls back first. "You're a cheater."

I shrug. "It was going to end the same way anyways."

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Author's Note:

It was cute, right? I thought it was pretty cute. :)

The next chapter will skip a few weeks and it will be the last week of the X Factor. I'm not going to tell you who is in the bottom four, though.

Question...Who do you want to be in the bottom four?

So, yeah!