That One Summer

Chapter Twelve

We sat there for about twenty minutes before my phone started to ring.

                “Riley Marie Summers!” I winced as I heard Megan’s voice exclaim through the small phone.  “Where are you and Niall at? Jordan and Liam left about an hour ago to go find you, and they aren’t back yet.”  She questioned and I could almost see her putting her hand on her hips. I was about to answer her when the shop door opened to reveal a sweaty Jordan and Liam. 

                “I found them Meg, calm down, we are fine but we might need you guys to pick us up.” I told her as Liam and Jordan silently walked over to us and sat down on the floor.  Liam silently extends his hand asking for the phone.

                “Yes Megan. We’re fine. I know. I know.  No we didn’t get attacked. Yes it would probably be best if you picked us up. Okay. Bye Meggie.”  He assured her as he hung up.  “Megan will be here soon. So what have you guys’ been doing?” He asked as Jordan looked at me wiggling her eyebrows.

                “Nothing like that Jordan Marine Darling!” I exclaimed feeling the heat rise to my cheeks, hiding my face in my hands.

                “After your little spider fiasco last night Ri and I couldn’t sleep so we went out on the deck and laid down to watch the stars and well I got hungry so we decided to go into town and get something to eat, then we went walking around town and then got ambushed by fans so we decided to hide out in here.” Niall said with a shrug. “So what about you guys?” He asked as he threw his arm around my shoulder.  Jordan and Liam exchanged a quick look before Jordan blushed a bright red.

                “Well you see…”

                                                  Jordan’s P.O.V

                Waking up, I stretch my arms out, only for them to collide with something hard. I snap my eyes open fast and sit up to find two people in my bed. More like two hugely famous pop stars. Harry was lying with his head and arm over the end of the bed with his feet resting on my pillow, right where my head had been. Eww. The other person is Zayn, who was curled up in a ball right next to me. I am guessing what I hit was his chest. Rubbing my eyes, I sigh and smack harry on the back, causing him to groan and sit up. It’s no use trying to wake Zayn up. It’s nearly impossible to anyway.

                “Why are you two in my bed?” I ask Harry, “And why are you both shirtless?” I noticed for the first time, causing me to blush.

“We were still scared that the spider was going to come back.” He says, looking down, as if he was embarrassed.

“Harry, the spider is dead. It’s not going to come back,” I say standing up and stretching, “Now, find a way to wake Zayn up.” I walk into the bathroom and heard Harry whine from behind me.

After brushing my hair, teeth, and doing all the morning routines in the bathroom, I walk back to the room to see Harry lying on his back on the bed.

 “I’ve tried everything. EVERYTHING! And he still won’t wake up.” He says, running his hands down his face.

“Let me try,” I walk over to Zayn and lean down by his ear. “Zayn, don’t move now, but the spider is back and is on your face.”

Zayn shoots up out of the bed screaming and smacking his face and runs into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Harry and I look at each other and burst out laughing. I was laughing so hard that I fell over onto the floor, clutching my stomach. Next thing I know, the door is opening and Liam and Louis run in with confused looks on their faces.