The Winged Adventures of One Direction

T.W.A.O.D Chapter 11

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Zayn's POV~~

"You got any 7's?"

Harry shook his head, concentrating hard on the cards in his hand. "Go fish."

I leaned forward and took a card off the top. I have so many ones and threes but no sevens. I need sevens!

"Where's Niall and Mackenzie?" Louis asked, glancing from his cards to the deck in the center. "They've been gone for over 3 hours."

"Niall took Mac on a date," Liam informed. "Zayn, you have any 3's?"

I reluctantly handed over all my threes. So much for that.

Harry opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the door opening. In ran Niall,smiling like a madman, holding hands with Mackenzie, dragging her along. She looks flushed and is giggling uncontrolablly.

We watched in silence as Niall lead Mackenzie to the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

There was an awkward silence after that, until Liam spoke. "Wow," is all he said.

Harry was nodding approvingly. "That's our Nialler."

Laughter and the banging of funiture emerged from the hallway. I looked down at my cards, trying to hold back the laughter.

"You know, ...there's a hole on the door. Can see right inside," Louis stated, shuffling the cards in his hand.

"Louis, that is so immature," Liam scolded.

"But, we are immature," Harry added, looking confused.

There was a few seconds on silence while everyone is thinking it over. Then Louis jumps up and runs towards the bedroom door. "I call pep-hole first," he called over his shoulder.

Harry follows Louis and I follow Harry. Liam hesitates but then follows us. Probably to keep us at bay.

Louis pressed his face to a pencil-sized hole a few inches above the door knob. Harry presses his ear to the door and I follow his example, standing next to him.

The first thing I heard was giggling. And the bed post hitting the wall behind it. Then more laughter.

"Lou, what's happening?" I whisper.

"Niall's on top of Mac. He has his tongue down her throat. His hands are going under her shirt," Louis lists. "Oh."

"What?" Asks Harry.

"She has a nice-looking bra on," Louis explains. I can practically see him grinning from ear to ear.

"Now what's happening?" I ask impatiently. All I'm hearing is giggling.

"She's going for his shirt. It's off. They're making out. Hard. Niall's reaching for her pants."

"Oooohhh, that's our boy," Harry whispers praisingly.

Next I hear moaning. Mackenzie's moans. Niall's doing good for his first time.

"Lou, it's my turn," Harry says, nudging him with his knee. Louis gets up and Harry crouches down to the hole.

Out the corner of my eye, I see Liam sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets. I shrug him off.

'Oh well, he doesn't get to see,' I think to myself.

Louis stands next to me, taking Harry's spot.

"Harry, whats happening now?" I ask. The moans have increased in intensity and are lasting longer.