Twisted (Niall/Harry) {IN EDITING}

nine.

Chapter 9:

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6 bowls of popcorn, 3 movies, 8 packets of skittles later, we are all laying around in complete silence. Everyone fell asleep except me and I'm trapped on the couch, Because Harry decided to use me as a human teddy bear. I slowly undo myself from Harry's arm, careful not to disturb him. I sit up and carefully move off the couch, but my foot came in contact with an Irish face that was sleeping on the floor.

"Ow fuck, Mother of-." Niall yells holding his face and burying it into the pillow. I scream, tumbling backwards and I stumble onto Louis lap. Louis jerks up and yelps in pain.,"You-Elbowed-My-Groin" He breathes out. I jump up and cover my face with my hands. "Well I'm awake now." Zayn sits up and looks at me, Harry mimicking his movement."Oh my god, I'm so sorry guys." I say, my face flustered. "I think we need to lock you up so you won't hurt anymore of us." Liam laughs, rubbing his eyes. He stretches over and pulls me into the chair with him. I curl my body against the side of him, burying my face into his chest so none of the boys could see my flushed cheeks. Liam chuckles and rubs my back.

"Oh my god, I'm such a clumsy twat." I giggle, lifting up my head, looking at the boys.Niall lifts up his torso from the ground and turns to face me, sitting on his knees,"Its fine love, it was actually quite funny." He smiles and i see a blot of bright red on his bottom lip,"Niall, your bleeding." I gasp, getting up from the chair. I walk over, kneeling in front of him. My fingers find his chin, lifting it slightly, getting a better look at it."It's a cut from my braces, it happens all the time." Niall giggles grabbing my hand, taking it away from his chin. "Here let me clean it up." I say pulling him up from the ground.

As we were about to leave the living room, I hear Louis groan."Oh I'm fine love, thanks for asking." Louis sarcastically states, holding on to his crotch. I laugh and go into the freezer in the small kitchen and receive a bag of frozen peas. I walk back and throw it at him. Louis scrunches up his face and looks at me,"Ew I hate peas. Are there any frozen carrots?"

"Louis." I smirk, He just laughs, "I'm only kidding love." he places the frozen bag on his crotch."Uh-hu, Ok, Louis that is your bag now." Liam reassures while getting up, going into the kitchen. I laugh and grab Niall's hand, dragging him into the bathroom. He places the seat down on the toilet and sits down.

"You know you don't have to do this." his fingers find his chin to where the blood dripped down. "But I want to, plus it's my fault." I state looking for a washrag under the sink.

I find one, running it under the lukewarm water, squeezing it to get rid of the access water. I walk over to him, placing one of my hands on the side of his face as the other daps his swollen lip with the rag. I'm trying to concentrate on getting the cut clean, I can't help but notice how plush and soft his lips are. Ok, Claire, pretty fucking creepy don't you think? I shake my thoughts away and continue to dab. My eyes find Nialls as he looks at me intently, eyes a beautiful sky color. I quickly look away, setting the washrag on the sink. I grab the ointment from the first aid kit, putting a drop on my finger tip, I gently rub hit on the cut. His hot, sweet breath hitting my nose. My finger gets distracted and they trace the outline of his bottom lip, then to his top. I run two fingers down his pink lips and they land on his chin. I feel his hand come up, grabbing onto mine. He slowly gets up from the toilet and lets go of my hand. His eyes bore into mine, his jaw clenched. I walk backwards, coming into contact with the cool, plastered wall. He comes even closer to me, filling the inch of gap that was left between us.

The pressure of a hand burns my hip as he runs it up under my shirt and sweatshirt to my bare skin. I flinch at his sudden touch. He lowers his head closer to mine."Why do you do this to me?" he whispers, his lips slightly brushing mine.