One Way or Another (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 5

I didn't realize how short these chapters were.........sorry :) I'll try to make them longer. I just have a lot of school work and I haven't really got the time but I'll tryyyyyyyy!

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I woke up early, as usual. Harry was sound asleep beside me. I couldn't decipher my feelings. I had always been the one in charge of myself. I always knew all of my emotions, but not this time. That kiss last night messed up the ways of my mind. 

My rumbling stomach stopped my current thoughts. I got up from the bed and scurried to the kitchen. My eyes were half open. I went for the refrigerator when I nearly had a heart attack seeing Niall already raiding the fridge.

"Niall? What are you doing?" I whispered.

"I got hungry." He replied never looking up from the fridge.

"I know how you feel. I'm ravenous." I dramatically stated.

Niall chuckled. "Oh. Well then, Miss Fancypants.  Who even talks like that?" Niall finally lifted his head from the fridge.

"I do. Especially when I'm hungry. Now move!" I pushed Niall aside.

"Well then!" Niall loudly answered. He immediately covered his mouth. "Oops. That was loud."

I quietly laughed. "That's ok. The walls are kind of thick anyways. I don't think anyone heard you."

"Well I guess we'll find out."

I smiled to myself. I kept searching the fridge for food, but there wasn't anything in there. "Do you mind pizza again?" I asked while looking up at him.

"I guess not." Niall said.

I took out the leftovers from the night before and placed it on the table. I opened the box revealing only two slices left. Perfect.

"I'll have one and you'll have the other?" I asked.

"Yeah." Niall said while grabbing the biggest slice from the box. He started eating it as if it was the first time he's seen food.

I gently grabbed my slice and started eating it with more class. I took small bites. When I was half way through my slice, Niall was long done. He was just sitting across from me on the table watching me. It was a bit uncomfortable to be watched under such surveillance, but I tried my best to ignore it.

"Wow. You eat so.....SLOW!" Niall almost shouted.

"Slow and steady wins the race." I politely responded.

"What race are you exactly winning here?" Niall asked like a smart-ass.

"The race where," I paused to think and realized that there was no race, "shut up! At least I don't have food on my face." I said smiling.

Niall immediately brought his hand up to his face trying to wipe off the sauce that had been resting on his chin. "There's no sauce on my face!" He replied.

"Yes there is!" I said while shoving the rest of my pizza in my mouth.

"Ha! Now there's sauce on your face!" Niall pointed.

I quickly searched for a napkin. Once I found one, I rubbed it across my face. I looked on the napkin and saw some red sauce. "Not anymore." I said feeling proud, "There's still sauce on your face."

"Why can't I find it?!" Niall grunted wiping his whole face with another napkin.

I was laughing at his misfortune. I stood up and walked over to the other side of the table and sat beside him. I grabbed a napkin. "Lift your head up please." I said.