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A visit

I'm too lazy to check for typos so deal with it.

Julia

I quietly made my way to Niall and Harry's room without getting noticed. They were fast asleep and the only thing you could hear are their snores.

I crept through their luggages finding something I could take. Now now, I am not some crazy obsessed fangirl all along. I am not planning to take their underpants and sell them on eBay.

I want to take something as a remembrance, the trip is already over and we will come back tomorrow morning, so I woke up really early so I could snoop through their stuff.

Does that count as stealing? Probably.

I smiled in success as I took Niall's Chemical Romance shirt. It looks so comfortable and he probably wouldn't mind if I take it. Now what could I steal from Harry? I went through his luggage and all I see is a bunch expensive looking clothes, ripped skinny jeans-and I mean really skinny, a hairdryer and some shorts and a few t-shirts. I can't take any of these.

I huffed quietly. Why does he have to buy expensive looking clothes? Obviously I can't take it. It'll probably cost like a thousand dollars and he'll notice. I still kept looking and finally, I found my answer. I grinned as I took hold of his beanie. The one he always wears when his hair is absolutely out of control. This is perfect.

I placed the items under my arm and quietly zipped their suitcases. Now that's done. I stood up and started heading for the door when Harry started to stir.

I froze in place. Is he awake? Harry started moving his legs, but his eyes are still closed. That's when I realized, he's kicking. And he's kicking Niall. Oh crap. Is he gonna wake up?

Niall groaned. "Fucking hell, Harry. Stop kicking me." He mumbled clearly annoyed, but still his eyes remained close. This must happen every night.

Harry hummed, burying his face back into his pillow as he slowly drift back to sleep-I hope. I sighed in relief. Whew.

I successfully made my way out of their room and proceeded to the other boy's bedrooms.

I got Zayn's comic shirt, Liam's flannel and Louis' tank top. I'm just crossing my fingers that they wouldn't notice.

~*~

"Good morning." I yawned, smiling at the group.

I walked over to them as they ate their breakfast. Our bags were already placed at the door, ready for us to leave. I decided to wear Niall's shirt today. And I'm hoping that he doesn't have a problem with it, or better yet he doesn't even recognize it.

"So we're not gonna stop by any place during the trip?" I curiously asked, taking a bite of my toast.

"Sadly no." Zayn answered me. "We've tried convincing Paul but he checked the traffic reports and supposedly the traffic today is gonna be super heavy, and he wants to bring you home before night." He explained

"Oh." I pouted. "Well that sucks. Since when is there no heavy traffic here?" I huffed.

"Yeah." He nodded his head slowly, his eyes observing my shirt with his eyebrows furrowed.

"That shirt looks vaguely familiar."

Oh crap.

"Pfft... pfft. Of course not, you just probably just seen in somewhere or something." I nervously stuffed more food in my mouth so I don't have to speak.