OH Lord you guize I know I have been gone forever I'm so sorry. Here you are lovelies I hope this satisfies your needs.
LOVE YOU ALL ENJOY
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The next morning I woke to the coo of a seagull.
I sat up in the top bunk of the bed I was sharing with Niall while he snored lightly from the bottom bunk.
Sure enough, outside the open balcony doors in our room, a small white bird sat perched on the railing, staring me down.
"One of Kevin's friends, I presume," I muttered, remembering the pigeon Louis fell in love with on the Up All Night Tour.
The gull squawked and flew away, out of sight and I frowned at the loss of my friend. But then, all of a sudden, throughout the house came a chorus of clanging pots and pans.
I threw my pillow over my face and laid back down with a heavy groan.
"WAKE UP YOU LAZY BUMS!!!" Eleanor's voice yelled.
"YOU'RE BURNING SWEET AMERICAN DAYLIGHT!" Louis joined in.
"Louis!!" Liam yelled.
"Eleanor!"-Danielle
"YOU IDIOTS"-Harry
"VAS FREAKING HAPPENIN?"- Zayn
"Eleanor you betrayed us!" I called to the brunette as she appeared in our doorway.
She laughed and lowered her pot and Louis appeared beside her.
"Get outta bed, snookums," he said.
"I'm not your snokums," I replied.
"Pshhh Darby, I wasn't talking to you. Niall's my snookums."
"Sorry," Niall mumbled, apparently awake now. "I'm already taken."
"What?" Eleanor asked. "By who?"
"Darby's my snookums," he said.
The couple looked up at me.
"Sure, why not?" I shrugged.
"You cut me deep, Leprechuan," Louis said, feigning sadness.
"Deal with it, punk."
Eleanor put her pot on Louis' head and kissed his cheek. "You've got me, snookums."
Louis took her by the waist and nuzzled his nose into her neck. "Aww thank you, love."
He turned to us before leaving. "Now get up, time for breakfast."
Niall shot up out of bed and turned to me.
"Who are we to turn down food?" the Irishman said.
I laughed and sat up. "Carry me?"
Niall sighed and shook his head in shame, but he walked over to the bottom of my ladder anyway.
I laughed and climbed down onto his back, setting my chin in the crook of his neck and giggling.
"Why must I carry you everywhere?" he asked.
"What does it matter? I'm barley five feet tall and I only weigh 105 pounds."
"Still..." he mumbled, drumming the back of my thighs with his hands.
"You love me...." I said, poking my nose into his cheek.
"I know I do!" we heard.
I turned my head and saw Harry in a pair of red shorts and only red shorts. His famous curlies were perfect even after rolling out of bed.
"Don't look at my bum, Hazza," I said.
He averted his eyes and whistled nonchalantly.
"And cover up your extra nipples!" Niall chirped.
Harry pretended to cry and covered up his extra nipples on his chest.
I laughed as we all headed down the stairs.
The rest of the gang was already seated around a table filled with eggs, fruit, bacon, and cereal. Niall walked over to a chair and let go of my legs, but I held tight around his body.
"Off," he commanded. "I need to sit."
"But noo....." I whined. "Besides, Harry took the last seat so you have to share." I stuck my tongue out at the curly-haired Cheshire boy.
"I'm not sharing anything," Niall said, trying to pry me off.
"I got her," Harry said. He stood up and lifted me off Niall's back and sat back down, placing me on his own lap.
"Thanks, babe," I said, patting his hair.
Harry gave me a cheesy grin in reply.
"Oi," Louis said, snapping his fingers. "Those curlies are mine."
"No, mine!" Danielle said.
"Mine!" Zayn yelled.
Soon Eleanor, Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Danielle were all arguing over who owned Harry's curlies.
"NONE OF YOU ARE WORTHY OF MY CURLIES," Harry yelled.
I covered my ears and Niall kept eating.
Liam pounded his fist on the table.
"SHUT IT!" he yelled.
We all went silent. Then burst out laughing.
"Darby," Harry said, "have you got a hair elastic?"
"Your hair isn't THAT long, Harry," I said.
"Not for me, for you. Your golden curlies are getting in my mouth."
"Gross," I said. "Here." I handed him a red elastic from my wrist.
Harry lazily pulled my hair into a ponytail.
"Hey, what's say we go down to the water?" Eleanor offered.
"Yay!" Louis cheered.
All of us jumped up and headed upstairs to change, cheering all the way.
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