I'm Nialls cousin. No big deal. Right?

A blissful deja vu an feeling be-uh

I could feel someone nudging me. I don't like to be nudged. Granted, they were being very gentle, but given the fact that I felt like I had a million tap gaming rhinos in my skull, I didn't appreciate it.

Oh great, now they were tickling my nose with...what, hair? "Rory! Psst, Rory bear!"

My eyes sprung open and, roughly 2 inches above my face, holding a piece of my hair which was hovering over my nose, was Harry. I'm not sure whether to love him or hate him right now.

"What do you want curly. I'm sleepy!" My voice was barely above a whisper and my throat felt like it was on fire.

He handed me my strawberry tea and a throat lozenge. "Here you go babe. You only drank half of it before so I heated it up for you because there is only a little bit left in the tin." Naww, okay, I definitely can't hate him now. He was sitting on the floor next to me, and I would like to say that our heads were at the same level... But they weren't. He's just tall.

"Thanks Harry you're amazing" I croaked out. He just smiled shyly and shrugged it off. I have always loved dimples. And Harry has dimples. Just putting it out there.

"It's nothing really. Now anyway, I woke you up for a reason... What was it? Oh yeah, it's lunch time, you were asleep for three hours." wait... THREE HOURS! It felt like three minutes.

I went to thank him again but he just hushed me an handed me the paper and pens, oh yeah, I forgot about them.

'Thanks Hazza. You are amazing :)' I drew a little stick figure with extreme curly hair and a little love heart. Just because I could. Go ahead, try and stop me.

He flipped his hair "No problem Ro now I hope soup is okay. Isn't that what you give sick people?" he gave me a very confused look and shrugged, causing me to giggle (which hurts a lot more than you my think).

I picked up the red sharpie because that is pretty much how i felt right now. Inside and out. Yet I don't know why. 'Im alright, tea will be fine for now. I don't want to move or throw up all over your lovely sweatpants and blazer, which is a great look by the way' I really did like the fact that after over two years, the boys haven't changed. Like right now Harry could still be the Harry styles who worked at a bakery in cheshire.

In a slight panic he scrutinized his outfit. "It's not that bad is it!?" I mentally chuckled and shook my head.

'No you fool. You look amazingly attractive as always. All the girls will fall at your feet and all of the boys will bow down saying "we are not worthy!"'. Hooray for sarcasm. Saving teenage boys egos since 9837 BC.

He blushed faintly and gave a little dimply smile. "Now I feel special." He said in a little princess voice. "Hey what do you want to watch? I can proudly say that I know almost every word in a walk to Remember now. Well, maybe not so proudly."

'absolutely no idea styles. What about walking dead. It seems to be our tradition' I like having traditions. Dunno why, just do.

He jumped up and practically danced to the cabinet. "Thank you rory!" I waved it off and tried to sit up before collapsing back into the cushions. My head was spinning like a freaking Disneyland ride, my stomach felt like it was turning inside out and I had the slightest impression that even my moving would cause six weeks worth of meals to make a sudden appearance. So I pretty much felt like I had been feeling for the last week.

"Harry" I groaned. The grin wiped right off of his face. Did I look THAT bad!?

"Bloody hell Rory. You look as white as a sheet... Do you need anything, Are you feeling alright?" I had the strongest urge to say 'just dandy thanks Harry freaking styles.'

I could have asked for the moon at that moment and he would've found a way to get it for me. But I didn't ask for the moon. "Cuddles?" I asked feebly.

Harry just smiled and crawled in behind me with the remote in his hand, careful not to nudge me. "Are you okay now rory?" he whispered as his arm found it's way around my waist again. This is such a dejavu. But I'm loving it.

I tried to nod. "Be-uh"

ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!! I SPENT AN HOUR TRANSFERRING THIS FROM THE LAPTOP TO MY PHONE AT ONE IN THE MORNING AND IT'S ONLY THREE SCROLLS SHORT. GRRRR.

(I literally typed that with the expression of a tired zombie that gives not one single bother)

well anyway thank you for your patience and I love y'all to bits. Remember, the more you respond, the more motivated I get :)