They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 29

Well here goes nothin' eh? Hahaha I have litterally no idea what I'm doing-I just got my registration for next year and I'm in all these hardcore classes so I'm like YAYYY SMARTIE IN THE HOUSEEE but um nooo idea what to choose for elective...So sorry it took me little bit to update I've got quite a bit goin' on!

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I slowly open one eye after the appropriate amount of time has gone by and inspect the semi dark room. My ears check for everybody's measured breathing and I silently sigh. Plopping myself up on an elbow, I take note of how Harry's rolled in his blankets to where he's unrecognizable as a blanket taco. Liam's off to the right of me, his sleeping face pointed towards a wall. All the other's are snoring softly too.

My knees ache loudly as I stand and I hope their loud cracking doesn't wake anyone. I just want to be alone. Me, myself, and I. Plus silence. Silence is always welcome.

The tile is cold under my bare feet and I quickly hop to wear my piano is stored in the laundry room. I sit on the bench, my fingers grazing over the icy keys. My eyes subconsciously shift to the door behind me again, being sure it is securely closed before I begin playing. We'd had this room sound proofed only a couple months after first moving in. I wasn't one for Jacob's drum playing sometimes.

I hum along randomly as my fingers play an old lullaby my grandmother used to love. She was the one who taught it to me and fueled my desire to learn how to play the piano. She even taught me and played for me at first, but then her carpel tunnel became bad and I got to take over as the family pianist.

Click.

I bolt up from the bench immediately, the quiet click of the door closing sending heat rushing to my face. I scowl at his amused face but for all I knew he could've been some ax murderer and I was too lost in song to defend myself at a moment's notice.

"No, no keep playing, love.." Liam murmurs, coming to sit next to me. I ease myself back down but the stiffness doens't leave my back. The lump in my throat begins to shrink and I place my hands back on the keys.

"What do you want me to play?" I send him a sideways glance and find his eyes glued to me.

"Whatever you want." He smirks slightly and I glance down at my mostly bare legs. Goosebumps have formed on them but not because of the cold. I wiggle slightly, as if it'd will my running shorts to be longer, and begin to play.

I keep my eyes halfway alert, easing into a soft and quiet peice. My shoulders relax and I feel my breathing slow to where I could be sleeping. Liam stays silent next to me.

"So you get Jules number?" I fake a smile, shifting my eyes back to his face. He laughs roughly and I'm slightly offended. I shake the feeling off instantly though and focus back on playing. My fingers wrok their way up and down, never restricting themselves to using just one octave. I'm forced to lean in more, so I can reach the lowest section.

"I've had it." He shrugs as I close my eyes. The songs beginning to sound like a harsh version of Carol of the Bells. I speed forward, not feeling his gaze. "Never found the need to use it though."

My eyes open to look up at him again but stay silent. Li gives an exasperated sigh. "It's your bed time." He grumbles, slipping an arm under my legs and around my shoulder. I lean my head against his warm chest, my sleep depriviton finally hitting me. "You're not thinking straight." His deep chuckle makes my lips twitch into a smile and I'm being wrapped into a warm blanket within seconds.

"Li?" I get a soft grunt in reply as he tucks me into the couch alone. "I hope you don't ever want to use it." My eyes glue themselves shut as I sink into sleep. My heart still thumps loudly as he stops his motions at my words. I'd tell him to just give me a flat up answer or something but I don't really have one for him so...

His warm finger tips brush the hair off my forehead, clearing a space for his soft lips. They linger longer than normal and then he's gone.

"Don't worry..." Liam's voice comes from a little away, on the floor. Sleep tugs at every fiber of my being and I wish I could live in the crazy world my mind creates forever.

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"WAKEY WAKEY IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!" I groan, covering my ears at Niall's screams. Never before have I wanted to stay in bed on Christmas. I shoot up, realizing just how unChristmasy I'm being and wiped the drool from my face.

"UP AND AT 'EM OR NOOOO PRESENTS!" They all jump at my words immediately and I giggle through a yawn. My back cracks as I stretch slightly before a high pitched yip makes me freeze in my tracks. "Which lucky bastard got the puppy??"

Harry shoots me a wink through his laughter as he moves to the closet, wide awake. He's never like this early in the morning. Even at school I just get a "hug" where he basically uses me as a pillow. And then I give him a good nudge off of me and goes falling onto the floor.

"That'd be you, love." Li smiles down at me and my jaw drops. Emily's on my back within a second and we both start screaming.

"YAYYYYYY!!!" We echo eachother's cheers as I spin around. After a couple good twirls I loose my balance and slip bringing Em down with me. On the floor, we continue to laugh and squeel in excitement. Courtney+Puppy=Best flippin' combination that words cannot even describe.

"Well do you want to see him or what?!" Louis rolls in his eyes but I can see his excitement too as he throws an arm around Eleanor. I give him a glare before Harry opens the closet door and a black mess of fur comes bounding out.

He sniffs at my feet tenderly first before I can scoop him up. My face is quickly covered in wet licks but I don't even care. I let him down though, so he can go entertain Em and the others.

"What kind is he??" I ask, my eyes searching all their smiling faces.

"Jeffrey's a mutt." Zayn laughs lightly, squatting to get his turn at petting the pup. "Lab, Chow, and something else too I think? But Vet said he wasn't going to be that big."

"We thought you'd want to rescue one so we got Jeffy from the pound too." Liam adds and I feel like my gifts can't even compare to this. They got me a frickin' puppy. Named Jeffrey. Who was also from the pound so rescued.

"He's our dog." I motion towards the whole group. They nod enthusiastically as Jeffrey continues to make his rounds back to where I've moved to bring the rest of the presents out. He stops at my feet and tilts his head to the side, his gigantic ears hanging low. "You're gonna have a nice family here, Dumbo." I give his head a good scrub as I whisper the words to him. I missed family.

I really just needed to update and I have so much flippin homework and band and gahhh it's like their just tryinggg to kill me. Ohh well...I'm off to start my 10 journals then 2 essays and 2 band passoffs (shoot me now) and then school play and I update afterwards because I need this to get my mind off!

Sorry ^ I'm pretty sure I just accidently told you my life story there and it SUCKED.

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