Faking Famous (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 5 - Waking in heaven

Omfg i'm so obsessed with Ellie Goulding it's not even funny.

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I opened my eyes and looked at my surroundings. This is definately not my room. I started to hyperventilate, thinking about where i was, but then i remembered the events of last night. The memories all came in flashes. Food fight... Bath... Girls... Wierd... Film... Couch... Athena... Harry... Heartbeat... Sleep. And then nothing. That did not explain why i was in a stranger's bed. I turned around and saw a mop of curls adorning a boy's face. Not just a boy, but Harry. My Harry. He must have carried me to his bed, because i slept here last night during the film. My mind stated the obvious and i mentally slaped myself for freaking out like that. I lifted the white duvet and looked at my body. Good, i'm wearing clothes at least.

I got out of bed trying not to wake Harry and i succeeded. As i walked out of the room i allowed myself to explore

the house, as i did not have time yesterday. I was on a long corridor with five rooms on it, Harry's the middle one. In front of Harry's room there was a marble staircase, which led to the living room. I skipped down the staires and entered the various rooms of the house. There was a cinema room, game room, indoor spa, outdoor spa, laundry room, garden and the kitchen, but i did not explore that yet. I pushed the kitchen door open and there was Niall and Camila giggling and making breakfast. Niall kissed Camila and then waved when he saw me. Camila came running towards me and gave me a hug.

"Kendall i am so so sorry for barging in your shower yesterday... Geez it must have been really weird for you." She started laughing playfully and i joined in.

"It's ok really, Athena was there first so you were not the first Camila"

"Oh my god, Camila is like so serious, call me Cam, okay?"

"Sure, but please call me K, i hate my name" i forced a laugh, hating once more my boyish name.

Niall told me to sit down in one of the stools placed at the counter because breakfast was getting ready. I watched him and Cam together, and realized they were just perfect. They were both blondes, but Camila had brown eyes and niall had his famous blue ones. In that moment it seemed like nothing in the world seemed to be able to separate them, they were so happy.

Just then, Stella came in, on Liam's back. She was laughing her head off at something really funny he seemed to had said. He had a pleased look on his face and greeted us all with a nod. I thought no one could be more perfect together than Niall and Cam, but somehow Stella and Liam seemed to be born for each other. Liam started making out with Stella and everyone rolled their eyes. And i thought Liam was the innocent one...

"WHERE ARE MY CARROTS??????LIIAMMMMMM AND STELLAAA GET A ROOOMMM!! FOR GOD'S SAKE ITS 9 am!!!!!"

Louis freaked the hell out of us. Then, Louis looked at my direction and i looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

"AND YOU WOMAN, I KNOW YOU'RE NEW HERE BUT YOU HAVE TO MAKE ME SOME CARROT CAKE"

i looked at him confused, wondering if what everyone said about him being the nice one was a lie. As though he could read my mind, he immediately hugged me lifting my feet off the ground and whispered kindly:

"Will you please make me a carrot cake, love?"

"Sure Lou." I smiled at him and went to look for the ingredients. I eventually found all of them and started to get bowls to mix things up. I got the batter and put the mixture in it. Damn you Louis for making me bake a cake at past nine. I turned around to get more butter and Harry apeared on the kitchen door yawning sleepily. Only on his boxers. Oh my dear lord.