Friends With Benefits


58. Chapter 58

I went into my bathroom and rummaged through my drawer for some aspirin, which I thankfully found. I turned on my faucet, cupped a handful of water into my hand and then swallowed the pill with ease. Shutting off the faucet, I looked up at myself in the mirror, noticing what a complete mess I was. My makeup was smeared, my hair was going in every which way direction, and I had a very noticeable love bite on my neck. I placed my hand to the spot and shook my head with a smirk as I thought of how I was going to get back at Harry for that. On the upside, at least I had half a mind to change out of my dress last night during my drunken state. I was wearing one of Harry's big urban outfitter's shirts, my favorite one actually, and a pair of my pajama shorts.
I pulled my hair up into a bun and began washing up my mess of a face. While doing so, I noticed in the mirror that I wasn't the only one here in the bathroom. I dried my face and turned around to face my company.
"Hey, Niall," I said nonchalantly with a chuckle, leaning back against my counter. He had a puzzled look on his face as he scratched the back of his head, looking around and then finally realizing where he was.
"Aw what the hell, not again," he said from inside the bathtub. I giggled. "We have GOT to stop meeting like this," I said teasingly. He shook his head and laughed as he hoisted himself up out of the tub. 
"Ohhw," he said, instantly regretting getting up so fast. His hand went straight to his head to ease the pain. 
"What time is it?" he asked, now rubbing the palm of his hand against his eye. 
"Erm, I think just past 12?" I said. "Where's everyone else?" he asked.
"Well Harry left a little while ago to pick up his mum and step-dad at the airport. And the only other person who stayed over was Zayn, and he's asleep in the guest room...which is where I left YOU last night, yet you somehow ended up in my bathtub," I said with a laugh. 
"Oh hush! I don't know what it is with me 'n them!" he said, laughing at himself. 
We headed out of my bathroom and back to my room. I grabbed my yellow jumper pulling it over me on the way out, not bothering to change. I was so hungover and honestly didn't care how I looked.
Niall went and jumped on my bed without a care and turned on my TV, making himself right at home. I laughed and went and sat beside him indian-style on the bed.
Not too long after, Zayn appeared in my doorway in only his boxers scratching the back of his head, apparent that he had just woken up. 
"Rough night last night, yeah?" Niall said teasingly. Zayn groaned and went over to sit on my beanbag chair. "You sure do know how to throw a party, babe," he said to me with a chuckle.
"Where have all your clothes gone?" I asked curiously. "When I had last left you, you were fully clothed," I said with a chuckle.
He looked down at himself, his eyebrows scrunching together as he tried to think.
"Dunno," he said shrugging his shoulders and blowing it off like it was nothing as he slouched back into the beanbag, placing one arm behind his head. I shook my head and laughed.
We chilled out in my room for a bit, watching Tv, laughing and chatting.
After a while I heard my phone buzz on the table that sat next to Niall. As I was reaching over for it, he grabbed it before I could, picking it up and seeing who had texted me.
"Ooh it's Harry!" he said with a mischievous grin. "Aw, come on, give it here!" I said with a pout as I tried to grab my phone from his hand. He held it out of my reach and got up, running to the other side of the room.
"Niall!" I said getting up and chasing after him. "Zayn, here- catch!" he said as he threw it over my head to Zayn just as I was about to reach him. "Guys, come on!" I said with a frown as I went over to Zayn. He got up and clicked the message, reading the first line aloud in a voice that was apparently supposed to be like Harry's.
"Just got to the's just been under an hour and I'm already missing you like crazy, my love," he read out, then stopping to stick a finger down his throat acting like he was disgusted. I narrowed my eyes with a pout and Niall laughed. I tried to snatch my phone from Zayn's hand but he threw it back over to Niall. I swear it was like playing monkey in the middle. I was certainly one unhappy monkey. 
Niall caught my phone and finished reading the rest of the message, switching his accent to sound like Harry's. 
"I can't wait to have you back in my arms baby, love you, kiss kiss kiss," Niall read mockingly. "Oh, BARF!" he said jokingly. "You two are so in love, it sickens me!" he said with a laugh and Zayn joined in.
I finally snatched my phone back and stuck out my tongue at him. 
"You're just jealous!" I teased. He laughed and went and plopped back down onto my bed.
"No, what I am is hungry!" he insisted.
I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"Of course."

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