(BOOK 2) Summer Love - A One Direction Fan Fiction

Chapter Sixteen - A Threesome With Larry

The next morning you wake up and groan in pain.  You sit up painfully, realizing you’ll be sore for a while.  You sigh and make your way to your dresser.  As soon as you’re in your clothes, you walk out into the hall and then into the loft.  You find Harry and Louis whispering to each other.  They instantly stop when they notice you.  Louis’s face is expressionless while Harry has a nasty-looking grin on his face.

“What?” you ask them.

“Nothin’…” Harry says, grinning larger.

“G’morning, love!” Louis says.  “Zayn made you breakfast, I think.  Liam helped him a bit, but don’t tell Zayn I said that.”

You giggle.

“Okay, I won’t,” you answer. 

You walk happily into the kitchen, trying to forget about your pain.

“Morning!” Zayn says, “I made you breakfast!”

You look on the stove to see scrambled eggs cooking and bread in the toaster.

“Wow, thanks Zayn!” you say, sitting at the table.

“No problem,” he says, grinning.

You look lazily across the table where you find Liam slumped in a chair.  His hair is the messiest you’ve ever seen it, and there’s a bunch of scruff on his face as well.  You’re even more confused when you notice he’s still wearing his pajamas.

“Liam…what’s wrong?” you ask him.

Just one look tells you he’s still worrying about what he did last night.

“Liam, stop worrying!  You look terrible…”

“I didn’t sleep at all last night…” he sighs.

“What?!” you yell.

“What’s to worry about?” Zayn asks, still smiling.

“Nothing,” you quickly answer.

Zayn looks at you sternly.  You know how much he hates people keeping secrets from him.  Especially you.

“Liam’s just worried we’ll run out of milk before the weekend.  He forgot to pick some up at the store yesterday,” you say.  “Do you think you could get some later, Zayn?”

“Sure, no problem,” he says, setting a plateful of eggs in front of you.

“Thanks Zayn,” you say.

Zayn smiles at you as he shuts off the stove.

Later, in the afternoon, Zayn is ready to go to the store.

“Niall!” he yells.  “You wanna come to the store with me to get some food?”

All of a sudden Niall comes running and nearly trips down the stairs.

“HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I ASKED YOU NOT TO RUN DOWN THOSE STAIRS?!” Liam yells from the kitchen.

Niall’s face became ashamed instantly.

“Don’t worry about it, Niall,” you whisper to him.  “He’s just a little on-edge today.  It has nothing to do with you, trust me.”

Niall nods, and then follows Zayn out the door.  You hear Liam grumbling to himself in the kitchen.  You cautiously walk in there.

“Liam…you look really tired.  Why don’t you take a nap?” you ask.

“Yeah, maybe I should…but if anything happens, please…don’t be afraid to wake me up as fast as you can,” Liam says, laying a hand on your shoulder.