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Chapter 18: Stubborn Irish, Juice and Moans.
-1 week later-
Frankie’s POV:
I’m packing the twins clothes when someone knocked on their bedroom door; today we’re going on tour. I opened the door to see Niall carrying Chloe on his arms; asleep. The past few days were fun, Lou and Niall’s are in good terms again. Niall and I share a kiss every now and then but only a peck when we’re alone; we’re not YET a couple. We’re not YET ‘Official’; I’m still waiting for Niall’s so called ‘moves’. Lou’s still a bit hesitant of Niall so we’re trying to be distant with each other when we’re in front of everyone. I walked over to Niall and give him a peck and tried to get Chloe from him, But Niall being a stubborn Irish he is won’t let me carry Chloe.
“Hey, give me Chloe and rest. We’ll leave later; I don’t want you to be tired. You’re playing with the twins for hours now.” I said, sternly.
“I’ll just rest on the plane babe.” He said, sweetly.
“No! NOW HORAN!” I ordered, getting Chloe out of his grasp and laying her down on the bed.
“Fine.” He said walking out of the door and going to his room; stomping with his arms cross on his chest.
This past few days, the twins and I almost live here in Niall’s flat. The twins sleep on the guest room while I sleep with Niall inside his room. They’re really close, SUPER CLOSE. When I’m done packing I stripped off my clothes and went to the shower. I wait for it to be warm; I shampooed my hair, shave and everything else. I got out of the shower, dried my hair, put a bit of mascara and eyeliner and wear my clothes (On the side). I grabbed my bag, suitcases, and phone and headed downstairs where Chuck is; watching SpongeBob. I went back upstairs to get Chuck and Chloe’s suitcases also to wake up Niall and get Chloe. I was about to open the door when Niall get out of the room carrying a tired Chloe and 2 bags of suitcases.
“Hey, Baby. You tired?” I said in a baby voice, rubbing Chloe’s back.
“Yeah, I am.” Niall answered.
“Idiot, not you! I’m referring to Chloe.” I said, giggling.
“Hurtful!” he said, fake sobbing.
“Sorry to interrupt your sobbing but the lads are waiting for us.” I said, patting his cheeks.
We headed downstairs grabbed our thing and get out of the flat. We saw the lads waiting outside, Harry and Zayn helped Niall while Liam carried Chloe. Louis and Chuck’s already inside the car playing. When we reached the airport many fangirls are screaming. We got out of the van and headed inside the airport, security guards surrounding us; Niall’s arms around me while the lads carry the twins. The whole flight was boring, we just slept. When we reached our hotel, there are only 5 bedrooms so we have to share. I’m sharing bedroom with Niall before Lou protest, Louis and Harry’s sharing a bedroom and the twins are sharing room. I walked out of the room and saw Louis drinking juice, his face scrunched.
“Hey, Lou. What’s with the face?” I asked sitting beside him.
“I don’t know, Taste this juice I made. It’s kinda different?” he said, unsure. Offering his juice; I grabbed it and taste it, I ran to the kitchen and throw up.
“What’s happening?” Niall entered the kitchen; worried; the boys following him.
“LOUIS! What the fuck did you put here?” I screamed.
“Uh, This?” he said, handing me the container. I read the name and my eyes widened.
“UGH! This is SALT! Not SUGAR!” I said, annoyed.
“Oops?” He said.
“Yeah, Ooops. MORON!” I said, playfully.
“HEY!” he said, pouting.
“Get ready now, you have concert in 2 hours.” I demanded.
After 30 minutes, we’re already at the venue. The twins are playing with Lux while she help the boys get ready. After the concert, we went straight to our hotel and to our bedrooms. I went to the twins’ room to help them changed their clothes while Niall change his clothes. I entered out shared room and saw Niall lying on the bed only wearing boxers. I changed my clothes to my pyjamas and lay next to Niall.
“Ugh, I’m so tired.” He moaned.
“Lay on your stomach.” I said
“What?” he asked, confused.
“Just do it!”
“What now?” he asked, after doing it. I sat on his back –not dirty- and started to massage his back.
“So, good now?” I asked.
“Uh, Yeah. Oh. Yeah, THERE! Ugh.” He moaned and I chuckled. The door burst open revealing my brother and best friends in a funny positions.
“WHAT’S THE FUCK IS HAPPEN—Oh, What are you doing?” Louis asked, confused.
“I’m just massaging Niall. Why?” I asked
“We heard load moans, we thought..” Harry trailed off.
“We’re having sex?” I asked, cocking my eyebrow.
“Umm.” They said.
I chuckled and threw a pillow at them then shouted, “Get Out!”
I get off of Niall and lay beside him; we talked a bit then bid each other good night. I woke up smelling a good smell of pancakes. YUM! I thought. Harry. It’s Harry’s pancakes. I ran out of the room while stumbling a bit and headed to the kitchen. I sat down on the bar stool and wait for Harry to put a plate full of pancakes in front of me. After I ate, someone called me and answered it without checking the caller’s ID.
“Hello?”
“Oh, hello Frankie.” A guy’s voice said.
“Who’s this?” I asked
“Oh, So you forget about me, huh?” he said, OH GOSH! SIMON.
“SIMON! Sorry.” I apologized
“It’s okay. So, how’s the fake date going on?” he asked.
“Well, We kinda forgoooot…” I said, dragging the ‘o’
“What do you mean?”
“Well, We’re kinda caught up in the moment?” I said, unsure.
“Frankie..” He started but I cut him off.
“ Don’t worry, we’ll start it now.” I rushed.
“Okay. Bye now, Frankie.”
“Bye, Uncle Si.” I said, and then hung up.
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