Baileys P.O.V
I just walked straight into his house and sat down. Yup that's how you do it.
Awkwardly starting a conversation we all had a good laugh although I just stripped it front if them both.
"But wouldn't you die!" Zayn spoke laughing. Niall shrugged before continuing "a tree caught me my my underwear so I ended up dangling there like ten feet off the ground. What a fun family trip I had." I burst into laughter just as Zayn did but he fell of his chair knocking me down with him.
We looked up a Nialls fuzzy mop of hair to see Zayn accidentally through a pancake in his hair. And there was syrup running down his face. Which sent us into another fit of laughter.
Chair legs scraping against the tile brought our mouths to snap shut and look up. "Mmmh maple." Niall murmured. He turned his attention back to us. "I'm gunna take a shower." Zayn ruffled his hair holding back his laughter. Me being the person I am though couldn't and burst out laughing at the scene. Niall looked at me.
I yelped and buried my head in Zayn's bare chest he snakes his arm around my waist and burst out laughing. He turned his head and buried it in my hair trying to calm himself.
Niall walked out of the room chuckling to himself. I continued laughing into Zayn's chest since I was halfway on top of him he pushed us up with one hand. I pulled back. Wiping the tears from my eyes, "that was funny." Zayn smiled flashing me his pearly whites. I got up from on top of him. And started to walk toward the door as the water upstairs started running.
"We'll I'm going to go now..." I spoke behind me as I continued walking, "can I come?" I looked back "uh sure." He smiled and ran upstairs. I plopped down in Nialls brownish sofa and looked around the room. It had a flat screen tv. A game station. The walls were a beige color and the ceiling was also beige. The carpet was white though. It was pretty must be a hassle to clean. He had posters of Ireland all over the walls the coffee table was dark brown and the center was glass. He has a beer bottle on it half gone.
i heard foot steps on the stairs. looking I saw....Niall? He had a towel wrapped around his lower half not very tightly and the shower was still running. His hair was plastered against his face running water down his body to the towel he ran to the coffee table and grabbed the beer and looked at me. "Mine!" Then he gulped some and ran up stairs back to the shower. Hmmm.
Zayn came down shortly after that jogging down the stairs in a white shirt that hugged his body. And he was wearing some light blue jeans. I stood up and stretched. "Come on." I walked outside and peeked over my shoulder he was pulling a cap over his head and tossed a piece of paper onto the table again and we shut the door. We walked down the street well technically just to the next house to be honest. I reached the top of the door frame and unlocked the door. I stepped in turning on lights. I glanced around and followed a little trail of slime.
"What the hell?" Zayn followed me as I went down the steps to the basement. Right at the bottom is a light switch I flipped it on but the lights didn't come on. I flipped it a few more times then reached into the darkness and pulled back a flashlight.
The light to the flashlight flickered and I followed the trail further. Until it stopped by my clothes that I just washed. I lifted up a shirts to find my cat....whispers. "Whispers! You had kittens!!!" I shrieked. Zayn jumped back covering his ears. "Sorry." I mumbled. I stood back up and walked across the room to the dusty electricity box. I flipped some switches and the light flashed on blinding us all.
"Too much light!" I laughed continuing back across the room to whispers and her kittens. I climbed onto the dryer and reached into the top shelf. I pulled out an extra cat bed for her. I set it beside the basket and picked her up she whined loudly I set her in the clean bed and picked up her kittens one by one. There were three. I placed them by her stomach and there little cries died down to little mews of happiness. I pointed to the couch you can sit down I gotta start the laundry that's to her." Zayn nodded and walked to the couch and sat down quietly.
I turned around I hate this wash machine it's deep so I have to basically crawl inside it to move stuff. I opened the drier and peered inside I opened the wash machine next.
I reached inside and grabbed all the things I could and tossed them in the drier. There were something's left but thy were in the bottom again. Ugh. I leaned over it slowly disappearing. My lower half was still sticking out when I got then. I pulled then up feeling tiny legs on my arm. Oh..my...god...
I stood up slowly and tossed the remaining clothes into the drier. I looked down to see a tarantula crawling up my arm. Zayns eyes widened. "Ohhhh myy godd." He panicked. I realized the spider was mine. If was octna.
She flung herself across the room and onto Zayn. He started flailing his arms around I ran over to him. Octna slid into the back of Zayns shirt and he was FLIPPING out. He was moving to much for me to help him so I sat on his lap my legs on either side of his.i grabbed his shoulders. And he stopped.
I pulled him into me our chests pressed together. I lifted up the back of his shirts. To see octna sitting there. She wasn't doing anything I picked her up and let her crawl onto my arm. I pulled his shirt back down my finger tips brushed down his back. Causing him to shiver ever so slightly.
I pulled back. "Don't panic she'll attack you." I kissed his cheek. And started to climb off of him placing octna on the couch next to us. But what he did surprised me. He grabbed my thighs and pulled me back into him. "Uh Zayn." He shook his head and pulled me closer if that's ever possible.
I shoved him back not very hard but hard enough to tell him I was getting off. He glanced to the side. "Come on." I picked up octna and we started to go up the stairs.
