Someone Like You

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Niall quickly jumped off me cursing, I tried to cover up, but there was nothing to cover up with so I used my arms.

"Oi! Woah, woah woah, what is going on?" Harry yelled covering his eyes.

Charlotte stood there with her mouth hanging open, eyes looking from Niall to me and back again. I got up and grabbed my towel and wrapped it around myself, hastily.

"What the fuck?" Charlotte asked us, looking at me. I stole a glance a Niall, looking at me.

We both quickly looked back at the ground, both feeling very awkward.

"Jenna?" I looked up at Charlotte, she gave me the 'what-hell-is-going-on-I-am-so-pissed' look.

Niall finally said something,

"it was nothing," he said reassuringly "really."

"It didn't look like nothing!" Charlotte bit back, sassily. She was pissed off.

"We'll explain later." Niall said ushering them out of the room. Harry stayed behind looking at my half naked body. He smirked and gave me a cocky nod. Charlotte quickly tugged him out of the room to give me privacy.

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After getting my clothes on, I walked out into the main room. Charlotte was sitting on the couch with Harry, crossing her arms looking like someone just wore the same outfit at her.

Niall and Harry were chatting, about something or other, but stopped when I walked out.

Charlotte got up and confronted me.

"What the hell is up with you and him?" She growled pointing at Niall.

I was so startled nothing came to my mind to say.

"Char, why does it matter that they were snogging or.. whatever?" Harry asked

"It's a problem, Harry, cause she lied to me!" She yelled not even turning to Harry.

"Charlotte, nothing was happening when I called, nothing had happened I had nothing planned! What you saw in the other room just happened!" I told her. Niall was being very quiet during this argument. I gave him an annoyed look, he looked back at his shoes.

"Whatever." Charlotte snapped turning to Harry "C'mon Harry, we're leaving!" She grabbed his hand and led him to the door.

"Waait," he pulled back "No clubbing?" He asked giving her his puppy face.

Charlotte looked disgusted and disbelieving at the same time

"No!" She said annoyed and pulled him out the door.

We stood in silence for a couple moments. I was dumbstruck. My best friend was mad at me, the only person that would listen.

"Niall." I said, he looked up into my eyes, sheepishly. He smiled, I smiled right back. I giggled a bit, I don't know why, it was just all ridiculous. Niall laughed, his laugh filled the room, I laughed with him.

We laughed for about 10 minutes about the situation we had gotten our self into.

"I bet you Harry's gonna have a hell of a night, and not in a good way." Niall chuckled, walking up to me. I laughed out loud at that comment.

He was about to wrap his arms around my waist when I went to grab my 'oh shit' beanie from the side table to my right and dodged him.

I put on my head and went and sat on the couch.

"That hat is right." He said to me.

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"That's what everyone will say when you walk in the room." He said cockily sitting next to me on the couch.

I slapped his arm teasingly,

"Go make some popcorn, we're gonna watch Pitch Perfect." I giggled as he jogged into the kitchen.

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Laughing at Fat Amy's jokes we were sitting on the couch, my head resting on his chest. I could hear his heart beating steadily. I sat up pressing off his chest, he pulled his eyes off the screen at looked at me curiously.

"Popcorn." I said picking up the empty bowl and walked away to the kitchen. I could almost feel Nialls eyes watching my ass. I smirked at the thought as I opened another packet of popcorn and stuck it in the microwave.