Abused but Saved(1D)

~*~Chapter Seven--Pranks and Laughter

We arrived back at the house. I tried to pick up a bag. Emphasise on the word 'tried'...I fell over and the bag of groceries spilled out over the the driveway. I groaned in frustration and attempted to place pressure on my foot to get up and failed, miserably. I looked over and as soon as I met eye contact with Louis, he burst out into laughter. A small giggle erupted from my lips and soon I was rolling on the cemented ground, silently laughing, tears streaming from my tear ducts. I probably looked like a retarded walrus, but for the first time in my life , I thought 'who cares?'. I was being myself and the guys liked who I was. Suddenly the door flew open, banging on its hinges and Niall was by my side,

"Are you alright?" He asks, worriedly. By this time Harry was rolling around on the floor, laughing as well. Niall looked at him crossly, I now caught on. He thought I was hurt, he thought I was in pain, he was worried about me, he cares about me.

"It's all okay, Ni." I said, softly. "I was laughing."

"Oh." Niall mutters, a blush creeping up onto his cheeks, I giggle and look down at the ground. A silence settles over us all, Harry coughs awkwardly,

"Are we gonna go in now or not?" We all look at each other and shrug. Louis stood up first and held out a hand for me. I grasp it tightly, our fingers intertwining as he pulled me up. He smiled, his eyes twinkling, Niall glared daggers into his back. I looked at him in confusement and his eyes softened. He smiles and I grin back, exposing my teeth. Liam walks out into the cold air, as his gaze landed onto the spilled groceries, he walks straight back in again, shouting,

"Clean that up yourself cos I'm not helping!!" We grumbled and began to pick up the groceries ourselves, as the wind ruffled our clothes, sending me into a shivering fit. After we had gathered up the shopping, we began to carry in the bags to the house. Zayn whispered,

"Guys, I think we should play a prank on Liam for not helping us clean up." looking around at us evilly. We all murmured under our breaths that it was a great idea.

"Now, what to do, what to do..." Harry ponders, looking all dramatic by gazing up into the sky. A few moments pass as we stand there wondering "what to do". Suddenly Louis screams,

" I GOT IT!!" I jump in fright by the sudden change in volume, but signal on that he can continue on with what he was saying. I clutch my chest to try and slow my pounding heart down but it won't.

"We gather as many spoons as we can muster and fill his wardrobe to the brim. As soon as he goes to open it they'll all fall out and give him a heart attack." He says excitedly. The boys looked around at one another and pumped the air repeatedly but I was confused yet again.

"Why spoons, out of all things?"

"Well, Liam has a fear of spoons." Zayn explains like it is the normalest(not a word, I know but my brain thinks weird.) thing in the world.

I clutched my stomach and started laughing again.

"Liam...has a fear of...spoons? I thought...he was...the only normal person in...One Direction." I wheezed. Louis looked 'offended' as he put his hand over his heart.

"Cassie, I thought you were different." he wiped an imaginary tear from beneath his eye. I played along,

" Oh Louis, I didn't think that was how you felt." as I 'fell' to the ground, holding my head in my arms, 'weeping'. I looked around and noticed everyone staring at me. I blushed and stood up quickly and walked inside and being the klutz I am tripped over the doorstep and as I was about to fall on my face, I thought about how stupid I was to fall here. My nose was a centimetre from the concrete step, but before I could face plant the floor, someone scooped me up and held me off of the floor. I was placed back on the ground safely and I turned around to see Niall standing there, scratching his neck. Before I could help myself, I flung my arms around his neck in a tight hug.