Windy Days, Starry Nights

Chapter Five

OMG you guys! IM SO SORRY! I've been so busy lately doing summer-y stuff and then I just had some webernet (internet) pwoblemsh.....GAWD DANGITTT!

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(( Agent's POV ))

"Ma'am we picked up something on our scanners. There happens to be two of them. Agent 6 in the Mall managed to acquire minimal data, and Agent 4's attempt to capture them left them both injured. He is gone now. I am the new Agent 4. "

"Very well done, Agent 4. I am impressed. Now, you say they are staying where?" The voice of a woman floated around the room, echoing through the many speakers on the walls.

"I am not sure, Ma'am," the young man responded.

"Then FIND THEM!"

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(( Niall's POV ))

Windy was sound asleep in my favorite sweatshirt. Ugh...I'm freezing. But she looked so peaceful, her hair framing her face in long, curly spirals. Awww.

The flat seemed to be so big as I heaved Windy's sleeping figure up the stairs. God, for such a skinny girl, she was really not that light. And she was kinda short too! 5'7" is not exactly tall, now is it? Well, it might be...

"Niall....Bro? DUDE! Zone in!" Louis was waving his hand in front of my face. I looked down to see Windy yawning, her eyes fluttering open.

"Niall? I'm tired. You can put me down now. This is my bed, right?" Windy said, and then promptly fell back to sleep. In fact, this was my bed. I laid her down on the side I don't normally sleep on, and then laid down next to her.

(( Windy's POV ))

Waking up in Niall's bed was disorienting. The posters he had plastered to the ceiling were all of Irish bands, restaurants, and one puppy poster he had kept from back when we were kids. I rolled over to find empty sheets. With full force, I launched out of bed, threw a sweatshirt on, and ran downstairs to find the boys trying to make pancakes.

"No, I think you flip them when they turn light brown," Liam interjected. Wow, nice to see him out and about.

I looked over at the pan with the "pancake" in it.

Louis grinned at me, wearing an 'I <3 Carrots' apron and holding what I assumed must have been a very tortured pancake.

"Guys, let me do this." The boys who hadn't noticed I was there jumped, but Louis begrudgingly handed over the spatula and apron. I quickly flipped the pancake so that it wouldn't burn, and added it to the stack of burnt ones. Have these boys ever cooked before?

I give Niall a kiss and hand him a plate of pancakes I just finished cooking. He looked at me with awe and appreciation before stuffing them in his mouth without so much of a 'pass the syrup'.

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(( Starry's POV ))

Windy looked so at home with the boys, I could barely believe it. She seemed to have healed so well, except for her back that is. I could still see her hand occasionally trying to rub the pain out of her back, when she thought nobody was looking.

I still couldn't believe she hadn't noticed that I had stayed the night. Harry and I were officially a couple now. He and I went out on a date after the hospital, and then came back to the flat and watched ridiculous movies until 3 am. We are such rebels...

Anyways, she always had this grin plastered on her face.

"Ow ow ow ow Windy, wut you doin? Stahp!"

I looked over to find Win slapping Louis with her spatula. I guessed that he had gone in to take the pancake off the pan too early due to "starvation".

"WHITE FLAG! I SURRENDER! I SURRENDER!" Louis screamed as he ran around in circles.

The two of them finally collapsed on the couch next to me, both worn out and trying to catch some of their breath.

"Oh hey Star! When did you get here?" And now she notices...

"I went out with Harry last night then spent the night."

"Oooh...That does explain why you're here so early."

"Umm Windy? The pancakes are...getting brown. Like, really brown. EEEP!"

I whip my head around to find Zayn staring at the pan, which was engulfed in flame from an angry, burnt pancake. He looked around for some water, and then realized the sink was right next to him. What a derp.

He tossed some water on the pancake, and the fire died out.

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(( Windy's POV ))

How did they manage to get a pancake to become a tiki torch in just the 3 minutes I was gone? I had asked Niall to go get it. Where was he, anyways?

But before I could go find him, a knock at the door silenced the flat.

"POLICE. OPEN UP!"

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Oooooh suspenseful! I'm so sorry, once again guys. I never mean to leave you waiting this long, but I actually have a life outside this.

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