Truly, Madly, Deeply In Love

Chapter 3

Harrys POV 

I woke up with a massive headache and Louis' arm draped over my middle. I closed my eyes tiredly and then sat up on my elbows, we were laying in my bed in my room and from what my phones lock screen says its 9:35am. I roll back over closing my eyes not wanting to get up now, or ever. Louis' arm was still holding me so i wiggled comfortably into his chest and fell back asleep.

The next time I woke up Louis was no where In sight and there was a neon green post-it note stuck to my cheek. I plucked it off and casually turned it over and read over the scribbled on note,

"Hey babe, I didn't want to wake you, but Zayn was blowing up my phone asking where I am so I got to run home before he comes looking! 

-Louis Xx"

I smiled and pulled the blankets off me and began to fold over the note to throw it away, but that's when I spotted more scribbles on the back. Curiously I turned it over and read the five words that explained my head throbbing, the reason Louis was here, and why Niall hasn't come to check on me like he usually did if/when I wasn't up at a "decent" hour. It all came flooding back after reading five words.

"Also, apologize to Niall stupid."

I tossed the note in my trash bin and gathered up a change of clothes. As I stalked off towards the bathroom to shower, I noticed that the kitchen was untouched, meaning not even Niall was awake, or he picked up after himself for a change?... Naw, hes just not awake. 

Once I was out of the shower, and I began to make coffee, I heard a fist start banging on our front door so I looked through the peep hole first, just to be safe, and saw a verrry pissed Zayn. His arms were crossed over his chest, so he was probably annoyed and he had some raybans on cause of how sunny it is out most likely. and- 

*BAM BAM BAM* He slammed his fists down on the door repeatedly, clearly getting impatient. I unlocked the door and threw it wide open, "what is it Zayn?! geez. Niall's still out calm down." He glared at me and came waltzing in so i followed his movements as he looked at our living room as if it were a crime scene. He turned to face me abruptly and whispered, "I know Lou was here last night, so don't even think about making up some bullshit story." 

I gasped trying to keep the mood light, "Me!? Lie to THE Zayn Malik?? No! I wouldn't dare do such a thing!!" I said practically spewing sarcasam all over his face. I turned on my heel and headed towards the coffee pot and poured myself a cup.

I raised an eye brow at Zayn, "Want some?" he narrowed his eyes, or at least i think he did, it was difficult to tell with his sunglasses on. he pursed his lips and crossed his arms again, "No thank you, & are you actually willingly telling me that Louis spent the night here last night?"

I rasied my eye brows again giving Zayn the 'what-do-you-think' look and set down my coffee cup and throwing up my hands, "obviously, I basically just told you he was here last night, right? maybe you need your hearing checked mate." I said playfully as I ascended the stairs to wake up sleeping beauty, I knocked and pressed my ear against the door waiting for a response. but when i didn't get one I tossed open the door to Niall out cold shirtless on his bed with at least eight or nine empty bottles of alcohol surrounding him. 

I rushed over to him shaking him, "Niall, Bud, you in there?" Niall didn't make a sound but his chest was still moving so I kept shaking him and saying his name until finally started coughing and then his eyes flew open and then he sprinted to his trash bin near his bed. gagging at first but then violently puking.

Zayn walked in, "What's going on up her-" he was cut off by more gagging and puking coming from Niall. I walked back down stairs and got a kitchen towel damp with cold water, 3 aspirins, and a cold water bottle. 

I walked back upstairs and saw Zayn patting Nialls back while he continued to throw up in the bin. After about 3 more minutes of that Niall layed back on his back moaning in what I assumed to be pain, after he was done with that he opened his eyes starring at me for a long time, as if he was trying to remember who I am, looking from my face to Zayns with great confusion.

Finally he looked down at what I was holding & gestures towards the stuff, "Is that for me?" I nodded and dropped the pills in his hands then handed him the water bottle. Once he swallowed them, I placed the cool towel on his head and made him lay back down. 

"So what happened last night after I blacked out?" I asked the ill Niall. but he just layed there and said nothing, but after a while of awkward silence Zayn repeats the question, and Niall responds with, "Zayn, I'd be more than happy to tell you once someone leaves the room." his hard as ice blue eyes bore into me immediately after saying that.

I made a face at him, ugh, I'll apologize later I guess, you know when Niall's not being a total douche bag. I walked out the room slamming his door behind me. I hope that noise helped with his enormous headache he must have.