FEAR [n.h]

9.

Madison's POV.

I woke up groaning because of the loud noises that were coming from the hallway, taking one of the pillows and shoving it onto my face. I tried to wait a few seconds, hoping the noise would stop and I could go back to sleep, but obviously, it didn't stop. What a great way to start my day.

I took a deep breath and tossed the pillow to the floor, sitting down on the bed and yawning while looking around, grabbing my phone right away to check the time, which only made me angrier. Who was being so loud at six in the morning?

I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, trying to motivate myself to start the day with a positive and happy mind, but it wasn't working. Once I was done, I turned the light of the bathroom off and went straight to the blinds, opening them and furrowing my brows at the bright light that went directly into my barely opened eyes. I then turned around and grabbed my glasses from the bedside table while I walked out of the room to see where that noise was coming from.

And of course, the crazy person who woke me up with the noises was no other than mister Horan himself. I got closer to his door, peeking through it as it wasn't fully closed, crossing my arms into my chest while watching him. He was doing push-ups on the floor, groaning a bit when his body went up and letting the air go when it went down. He was shirtless, and I couldn't help but stare at him.

"Do you need something?" He suddenly spoke, making me jump on my seat.

"Well, the loud noises you were making woke me up, so I just came to check." I answered back, trying not to let him notice my embarrassment. The fucker had eyes everywhere.

"Sorry, princess, but I think you are gonna have to get used to it, I always work out at this time." He said while getting up and turning around, facing me.

I stared at his face, seeing his usual smirk pop into his face while he looked at me. His face was kind of red, with a few drops of sweat sliding through his forehead and his hair all messed up.

"You like what you see, petal?" He questioned in a mocking tone, making me shake my head while I sneered.

Without giving him an answer I headed downstairs, going into the kitchen and turning the light on. I left my phone on the counter and opened the fridge so I could at least be happy about one thing right now: iced coffee. I took out everything I needed and in a few minutes I was sitting down on one of the stools, scrolling through my phone and drinking my coffee, enjoying the silence that was now surrounding me.

"Do you want orange juice?" A voice said from behind me, making me jump on the stool and almost spilling my coffee all over the counter. "Woah relax, it's just me, jeez." Harry mumbled.

"Fuck Harry," I said, taking my right hand and pressing it to my chest. "You almost gave me a heart attack."

He chuckled and gave me a glass of orange juice, sitting next to me and drinking from his glass. I looked at him and furrowed my brows when I saw that he was all dressed up like he was going somewhere.

"Do you have somewhere to be at half-past six in the morning?" I asked while staring at him.

"We have to go run some errands." Louis said, appearing in the room and making me roll my eyes.

"Can y'all please stop being ninjas? You are gonna kill me someday." I said, making Louis chuckle while he put on his black leather jacket, the same Harry was already wearing.

"We are part of a gang, love, we are ninjas." Louis said while grabbing an apple.

"Well, I guess Niall didn't go to class that day because he woke me up with his stupid workout." I said, stirring my coffee with the metallic straw.