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Chapter 8

I could have slept all day after my talk with Olly, however I didn't get the chance because around two my phone began buzzing from its spot on my black nightstand.

"Hello " I answered groggily running a hand through my messy hair.

"Did I wake you Abby?" A familiar adorable foreign accent asked.

"Uh huh. " I managed to groan out.

"Oh I'm sorry. I'll just go then."

"No it's fine. What did you call for? "

"I just hadn't heard from you all day and I was worried it was because of what you told me yesterday on the beach."

"No, I stayed up all night talking to Olly. I took your advice and told him everything."

"And how did that go? "

"He was pissed at first, then he cried and felt guilty, then he told me I could stay here with him for as long as I want."

"REALLY?!" Niall asked, seeming incredibly excited "I mean that's amazing Abby. I'm really glad that you're here to stay."

"Yeah, it's fantastic. So I'm up now. Do you want to hang out or something? You and the rest of the boys can come over and we can watch a movie or something." I suggested.

"Sure, sounds like a blast. Let me ask the lads." Niall pulled away from the phone so all that I heard was a muffled voice, followed by a very loud and clear collective yes from what I'm assuming was the other four boys.

"They said yes."

"So I heard." I giggled.

"We'll be over in about twenty minutes."

"Ok, see you dorks then." I ended the call and got out of bed to put on sweats and a hoodie before the boys got here. I walked out into the hallway and peeked in on Olly who was still sleeping soundly with no sign that he would be waking up anytime soon. Determined to let my brother sleep, I curled up on the couch as I waited for the boys to politely knock on our front door. Understatement of the century.

When the boys showed up I'm pretty sure they were trying to beat down my door so I had to sprint to it, yank it open, and put a finger to my lips to silence all five loud boys before they even thought about opening thier mouths to wake up Olly.

"Be quiet." I whispered harshly "Olly's asleep still and I don't want to wake him up."

"Boys" Louis said with a devious grin "I think we found our first activity of the day."

"You wouldn't have any markers or paint around would you?" Harry inquired mischeviously.

"Actually, you're in luck. I've been fixing up the bookshelf in my room so there's all kinds of art supplies in there." I told the five troublemakers as I pointed towards my room.

Within a matter of minutes the buys emerged from my room with as many different paints, brushes, and markers as they could carry.

"Ok boys, everyone chooses a color and the person to write their name on Olly the most without waking him up wins. Simple enough?" Liam asked. Everyone nodded and without another word the five pranksters slipped into Olly's room leaving me to my own devices. So I curled back up on the couch and decided to watch Doctor Who. Bad idea.

The boys emerged from my brother's room twenty minutes later on the verge of bursting into hysterics when they came back to find me crying my eyes out and whisper yelling.

"Um Abby are you ok? " Zayn asked slightly concerned for my mental health.

"Do I look ok?! This is an emotional episode of Doctor Who! "