Little Things

Everyone says a storm is cuddle weather. What about a hurricane. Tiffany is stuck at her home in a small town in New Jersey. She gets some unexpected visitors. So I won't tell you much but I ask you can being stuck together bring people closer or drive them apart?

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5. Here Are The Rules

"Okay here are the rules." I started placing my posters on the table "I have three of Niall, three of Harry, three of Liam, three of Zayn, two of Louis, sorry I couldn't find anymore of you, and I have ten of you guys all together." "Okay now what?" asked Louis. "I'm getting there. Making breakfast gets one poster of everyone up. Harry, Louis, and Zayn you need to do two to get a poster up-" I explained getting interrupted by Zayn. "Why?" he asked. "I'm including the snarky comments you made before." I answered. "Well you can't blame me. I'm the sass master from duncaster." Louis sassed. I knew that so I'd excused him from a couple. "Anyway, Liam gets a poster on the wall for being nice." I explained ripping the tape. I put up a picture of Liam with a coco-cola shirt on and a picture of all of them with water guns. "Everyone got it? Any questions?" I asked. They all shook their heads. "Good now how bout a movie. I have some jiffy pop." I suggested grabbing my little DVD player. "What movie?" asked Niall. "Toy Story? I remember a few things from my days in the fandom." I said winking at Liam. Harry went to go find the DVD in the drawer where I put them. Niall broke out the jiffy pop and made some for us. I sat relaxing and chatting with Liam, Zayn, Louis. "So sassmaster, how's the GF?" I asked not recalling her name. "Oh Elounor is fine, but we aren't 'together' anymore. We are close friends." he said putting air quotes around together. "Same with me and Dani." Chimed Liam. So their all single. Harry bounded down the stairs just as Niall walked out of the kitchen. We pushed the coffee table out of the way and we crowded around the six inch scree. I was squished between Liam and Louis. After a movie day the other boys went upstairs while Liam and I lay on the ground just looking on the ceiling, talking. "Tell me about yourself." He requested. "My parents are divorced and I don't talk to my dad that often. I'm an only child. My mom and I live her. I go to school right there." I pointed to the corner. "I'm a writer. I love pretty little liars. My best friends from school ar Allison Marie, Daniela Feir, and Clarisa Nead. However, my true best friends are from my camp. Sarah, Leigh, Alex, Rita, Izzy, Kelly, Olivia, Nick, Zach, Spencer, and Will." I finished. "Well you say you have no friends, but you have a lot." he told me. "I don't have a lot of fluff friends as I call them. I only have very close friends. Either you love me or you hate me." I looked at him and he looked back. I never noticed what a nice light shade of brown his eyes are. "Well true friends are all that matters." he reassured me. "I guess." I shrugged. "Well I don't hate you at all. I guess that means I love you." he smirked. "Well thank you. You aren't as terrible as I thought." I smiled still looking at him. He turned his gaze to the ceiling and I followed. He put his arm around me and I lifted my head up so he could get it under me. This just felt right. I thought I hated him. Well I guess I'm wrong. I'm not sure about him, but I fell asleep like that.

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