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I lightly shook Harry. "we're here." I said. we got out of the cab. "um okay by-" I started.


"wait, I know you probably don't like me, but I'll walk you to your apartment." he said. at least he's trying to be nice.


"okay." I said awkwardly. he followed me to my apartment. I unlocked my door. I turned around to Harry, he looked like he was gonna throw up.


"um where's your bathroom." he said panicking.


"right there." I said pointing to the it. he rushed in the bathroom. I heard him throw up again.


I walked into the kitchen and got him some aspirin and a glass of water. he walked out of the bathroom.


"here you go."


"what's this?"


"aspirin and this amazing new thing called water." I said sarcastically.


"why are you being nice to me?" he said taking the water and aspirin.


"even though I just love hearing you throw up, I feel like you might not enjoy it as much." I said in a sarcastic tone.


"you're very sarcastic, I like it." he smirked.


"okay..." I drug out the 'okay' "are you going to be okay walking back to your apartment?" I asked.


"ya worried about me?" he smirked.


"no well maybe." I said. just because I don't like him doesn't mean I'm awful and don't care about him.


"I'll be fine, but you know I could stay and cuddle with you if you really want me to." he smirked.


"I'm good thanks." I rolled my eyes.


"yeah we shouldn't, your boyfriend wouldn't like that." he said. it was like his whole mood changed.


"what?"





"nothing, bye new girl."


"bye." I shut the door. what was he talking about boyfriend. did he think Scott was my boyfriend or Niall.


the next day



I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off. I rolled over to turn it off, but instead I was Niall in my my bed.


"what the fuck are you doing in my bed?" I said. he covered my whole face with his hand letting it slide down my face and shushed me.


I decided to just let it go and get out of bed. I walked into the living room.


"hey Scott." I said starting to make toast.


"hey. did you go home with Harry last night?" he asked.


"oh we rode in the same cab. did you know that he lives in the building across from us?"


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