My eyes fell on Zayn who was watching my face. He shrugged and bit his lip nervously for me.
“I almost fell and Niall caught me when we went out for breakfast that one time.” I lied convincingly.
Caroline threw her arms around Harry’s neck. “Don’t you believe me, Harry?”
His mouth opened as he looked from Caroline to me. “Erm…uh…of course I do, Caroline. Addie; how about you not sleep in my room tonight. I’m really angry with you.” Caroline smirked at me and I rolled my eyes, looking at the floor
Louis shook his head, disapproving of Harry’s attitude towards me.
I nodded, “Alright, I’ll sleep somewhere else so you can make love with Caroline.”
His face blushed, “Addie, stop being immature.” Caroline grabbed his hand and led him upstairs.
Liam, Louis, Zayn, and I all stood quietly for a minute.
“Isn’t he a jerk around her?” Liam finally said breaking the silence.
I sighed, “Thought I was the only who noticed.”
“Maybe we should go to sleep.” Louis said rather quietly. It was rather strange of him to be quiet.
Liam nodded and they went upstairs leaving Zayn and me alone.
“I guess I’ll sleep on the couch. Seeing as Harry and Caroline took my room.” I said whilst sitting on the plush couch.
Zayn pulled me up. “How about you stay in my room? Or Niall’s since it is vacant.” He chuckled to himself, “If you wanted to get Harry even more torqued up you’d stay in my room and leave wearing one of my shirts.”
I laughed, “I like that idea, babe.” I winked and he laughed, pulling me up the stairs behind him.
My phone vibrated once I went into Niall’s room to grab a shirt and sweatpants. I pulled it out. Niall was FaceTiming me. I jumped onto his bed and answered, “Hello Niall!”
He looked at his phone closely, “Are you in my room, Addie? Is that my shirt?”
I laughed, “That’s a rather long story and I don’t want to go there right now. But yes, I’m in your room and this is your shirt. Would you rather me not have one?” I regretted my comment instantly.
“Well, if that’s what’s best then yes, no shirt.”
I laughed and Zayn without a shirt came in. “Are you ready for bed, Annie?”
I glanced at his torso for a moment. “Uh, yeah. I’m just talking to Niall. I’ll be in in a minute, alright?”
I looked back at Niall who looked rather confused. “Why did Zayn ask if you were ready for bed?”
Oh, this night really wasn’t going for me. “Harry’s angry with me because of those pictures on twitter of you and I. He has Caroline in OUR room so Zayn and I thought it’d be funny for me to sleep in his room and leave wearing one of his shirts.” It sounded better if you were actually here… “But I’m not actually sleeping with him.”
He let out a nervous chuckle, “I remember telling you not to let Zayn do anything because he’s a flirt…did I not?”
“Well yes, but we aren’t doing anything…”
He yawned, “I’m going to sleep. We’re talking about this later. Goodnight, Addie.” He hung up and my eyes stung a bit with tears.
I left my phone on his bed and walked into Zayn’s room.
He shot out of bed, “What’s wrong?”
He wrapped his arms around me and shh’d me. He was rather warm and I tucked my head into his chest.
He stuck his hand under my chin and made me look at him, “What’s wrong, Addie? What did Niall say?”
His warm brown eyes glazed into my green/blue ones, “He.. he..he thinks we…we’re going to have sex.” I choked out the last word.
Zayn looked shocked, “Oh my God. It seems like it…does he not know any better? I would never do that to one of my best mates.”
“I know! You’re a really good mate, Zayn. You know that?” I said breaking free of his embrace.
He smiled at me, “I try.”
I yawned and he lifted me into his bed and tucked me in like I was a child. He grabbed a pillow off the end of the bed and a throw blanket and slept on the floor.
Zayn’s irritating alarm clock rang off in my ears. I looked at the floor where Zayn was sprawled out.
I groaned along with the springs in his mattress and I hopped off and onto the floor.
“Time to wake up, Zayn.” I said whilst shaking his shoulders.
He opened his eyes and slammed a hand on his alarm clock to shut it up. He went straight over to his closet.
“Let me pick something out for you!” I pouted at him.
He sighed but he complied. I pulled out a tan pair of chino’s and a new Jack Wills shirt which was my favourite colour, purple. I got him a pair of white converse out of his shoes rack and I threw it at him.
“Are we still going along with this I slept with Zayn thing?” He asked as he put on the shirt.
I nodded. “Well then I need to help you out.” He came over and messed up my hair, looking like perfect sex hair.
He went over to his closet and looked for a nice shirt. He pulled out an old lacrosse shirt. “Catch.” He said before throwing it at me.
My hands flew out to catch it, “Turn around.” I commanded, Zayn.
He turned around whilst I removed my Jack Wills shirt I had borrowed from Niall’s room.
My black bra showed right through the white lacrosse shirt. I shimmied off my pants and threw them in Zayn’s washbasket.
He turned around, “Whoa…you really do look convincing.”
I smirked and tucked my hair behind my ear. I walked up to him and placed my hands on his chest, “Thanks.”
His big hands wrapped around my small waist, “Anytime, babe.”
Oh god, we’re a very convincing couple. We both broke out into a fit of laughter.
I left the room so Zayn could get dressed. I ran into Niall’s room to grab my phone.
I had a couple of texts from friends; one from Jaime and another from Ember.
I opened Jaime’s: What’s with Niall’s twitter? He seems upset! Did you two fight?
I replied: I haven’t been on yet. Let me check.
I opened Ember’s next; our ‘clan’ is going to the beach next week. Are you game? One friend per person. I assume you’re bringing Niall :)
The beach! I haven’t been to the beach in a while. I’m always game for the beach! I’ll bring Niall…probably.
I checked twitter. Niall’s last tweet from the evening prior: it’s always the one’s you least suspect…
I’d have to ring him later, after the boys left. I slid my phone into my bra and made my way downstairs.
Louis tsked me and smirked, “Oh god, Zayn texted Liam and I to tell us your little plan. You’re really devious. That must be why I like you!”
I laughed, “Harry’s going to kill Zayn…then me. All in the presence of his cougar friend, Caroline.”
Liam sipped his tea before saying, “Nah, Caroline leaves during the middle of the night. Harry always asks her to.”
Liam stood up and grabbed my hand to twirl me around. “God, you really do look like Zayn and you did stuff last night. Very convincing, all of the awards go to you.”
I bowed dramatically, “Thank you, boys.”
Zayn jumped down the stairs and over to me. He grabbed my waist and whispered, “Harry’s coming down… act like you love me.”
I laughed obnoxiously, “Zayn stop!” I swatted his hand.
He kissed my forehead. Nothing like Niall’s forehead kisses. Those are the best.
Harry was watching us whilst walking down the stairs. He stopped on the bottom step. Fixing his hair and then flinging his arms over the banister, glaring at us.
“What are you doing with your arms around my sister there Zayn?” Harry sounded demonic. I was pretty scared.
I noticed out of the corner of my eye Louis and Liam watching this with their tea in front of them. Chatting that this was ‘going to be good’.
Zayn smirked, “Nothing really just talking to Addie."
I nodded and played with my hair. Harry had seen my sex hair before…and it was pretty close to this. Like I said, my ex-boyfriend and him were friends so I was at James place and it was right after…I was laying on the couch in James clothes and Harry walked in and him and James had quite the conversation.
I smiled at Zayn and walked into the kitchen. His eyes followed me, checking me out. I shut the door behind me… 3,2,…1.
“What the fuck was that, Zayn?” Harry screamed.
I heard Louis and Liam excuse themselves to come in the kitchen. Once the door closed behind them they died, laughing.
“Once more, all of the awards belong to Addie!” Liam grabbed his stomach to keep from laughing so hard.
Louis agreed and we listened to Zayn explaining how it was just a joke to make Harry mad.
There was a good minute of silence before Harry spoke up again, “Oh…OH. Oh God, Zayn. You really made me nervous there for a while…I guess I really should apologize to Addie for last night.” Louis and Liam looked at each other and then scrambled out the other door that led to the dining room.
Harry’s feet clicked against the wooden floor until they stopped in front of the kitchen door. He swung the door opened and shut it tightly behind him. He did his nervous shoving his hands in his pockets thing before saying, “Addie…I’m so sorry about last night. I should never believe anyone over my family. I just say things I don’t mean around her…”
I nodded, “Because you’re swooning over her.”
He stifled a laugh, “Yes, I suppose I am swooning over her. But that’s no reason to doubt you.” He seemed he didn’t want to say the next words, “And also I'm just acting like this because I love you. I am your brother after all. It is my task to protect my baby sister. I do have the rights to say who you go round with but I guess i'll let this one slip. So, if you’ll bear with me, I’ll try to not be too protective.”
I smiled so brightly I thought I’d break my face, “Really Harry?” "I love you!" I hugged him and he hugged me back and said, "I love you too baby sis." I then thanked him and apologized. "Thank you! I’m sorry Zayn and I pulled that awful joke on you!”
Harry pulled away, “It’s quite alright. I suppose I deserved it.” He stopped talking for a minute and listened, Liam and Louis were clawing at the door like cats and purring. “I never knew we had cats…but since you’re there and heard everything why don’t we head to the studio, eh?”
They agreed and left soon after.
I went to the washroom to shower and brush my teeth. I just threw on Zayn’s shirt again, it wasn’t dirty! Don’t sue me!
I called Niall, hoping we could talk, only to be ignored. I didn’t know if something was going on with his Grandmum or he just was ignoring me. I decided to leave him alone for a while until he comes round to talking to me.
I cooked a great meal for the boys, fajitas. Right on time they walked through the door and ran into the kitchen to grab a plate.
Louis wasn’t there. I figured he was going over to Hannah’s flat for the weekend.
I fell asleep on the couch after half an hour of the telly being on.
“I don’t know should we move her?” I heard from someone. I was still asleep so I thought maybe I was dreaming.
“Yeah, I’ll carry her upstairs.” A familiar Irish accent sounded from the corner of the room.
I didn’t have the strength to open my eyes so I let Niall carry me to a room.
He tucked me in and kissed my forehead. I had no idea how much I missed those lips.
“Niall?” I sounded rather tired.
His clear blue eyes met mine, “Yes, Addie?”