truly, madly, deeply- niall horan

perfect, peachy arse

(015)

"quinn what is that?" luke questioned his sister, only now realising the scarlett coloured liquid on his pristine moonstone flooring.

"shit."

just like before, the two had to be separated, this time it was brother and sister- and no spoons.

out the corner of her eye, ally could see jude and niall practically on the floor with laughter. giving them a stern look, she pointed at them with the spoon and said "you two better shut up or you are cleaning that up."

safe to say they didn't laugh again.

later on into the night, the group was surrounded by pizza, glasses filled with whatever alcohol luke had in the cupboard, game pieces being thrown across the room in rage by quinn; basically a normal hayes family game night plus two more.

"i fucking hate this game. go fuck yourselves. all of you. not you niall you haven't done anything wrong," quinn exclaimed in frustration, clearly she was a sore loser. it also didn't help that the drinks had begun to take effect a while ago.

"i think we should play twister," a very drunk ally spoke as she looked through luke's collection of games.

they all agreed, the liquid courage taking control.

"okay jude, right hand blue," luke spoke, spinning the wheel.

"where's blue!" he groaned in frustration.

"over there," niall pointed.

"jude get ur perfect, peachy arse out of my face."

"i can't help it, quinn, get your head out of my arse!"

"can we not talk about jude's arse?"

"thank you, ally."

"quinn get your foot off me-"

"fuck," they all shouted in unison as they toppled over like dominoes, luke snapping pictures of the four of them before shaking with laughter.

"that was the funniest thing i've ever seen," exclaimed luke between laughs, struggling to catch his breath.

"ally are you okay?" quinn questioned when she saw ally wasn't moving.

a small groan left her lips as she rolled onto her side, hugging whatever was closest: quinn.

"i think she's asleep," jude whispered making everyone give him a look to say 'no shit sherlock'.

"niall why don't you take her up to her room, it's the 3rd one on the left," luke said as he noticed she wasn't waking up anytime soon.

swiftly, niall scooped her into his arms and began the trek to her bedroom, ally cuddling closer as he made his way up the stairs.

despite also being drunk, niall only had one thing in his mind: don't drop the baby.

so, when they made it to her room safe and sound, niall couldn't help but be relieved.