~*{Alexis.Skyla.Roberts}*~
The next morning my head was pounding like hell. I couldn't even think straight.
"Harry?" I mumbled.
He nodded his head, soft curls brushing my cheek.
"My head hurts.." I grumbled.
"Want a kiss?" Harry asked groggily, opening his eyelids slowly.
"NOO!" I excliamed, slapping his arm.
He chuckled and closed his eyes again.
"No, wake up!! Help my head?!!"
He shook his head and I spluttered on some curls that went into my mouth, ew.
"Kissss meeee.." He sang.
"No!" I shoved him, a bit too hard because he rolled down the bed, dragging me with him.
"Ahhh!" I screamed.
He chuckled, looking down at me smirking.
He blanced his body weigh on his hands as if he was going to do a push up.
"Let me goo!" I moaned, struggling to get out of his strong grip. His legs were wrapped around mines.
He shook his head and licked his lips still smirking.
I just wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his face with a slap.
"You're going to hate me even more now.." He mumbled.
His green eyes connected with mines and his plump lips parted slightly.
I felt my heat beat suddenly quicken and he lowered himself down slowly.
"Please don't." I whispered our nose tips touching.
He closed his eyes and I did the same.. seconds away from kissing my worst enemy.
His lips brushed on mines.. oh for gods sake, why the slow motion?!
Suddenly the door swung open and Harry crashed down on me.
I pushed his over and rushed up to the person who opened the door, hugging him tight.
"Sky!" Niall's laughter rung out into my ear, hugging me back.
I giggled, kissing his cheek. He's my life saver!
"What's going on?" Niall questioned looking at Harry then at me.
I folded my arms and raised an eyebrow at Harry, who was now lying on the floor staring at the ceiling.
"I don't know." He breathed.
Niall looked at me and I shrugged, what was I supposed to say?
"Okaaaaay then... anyway, Sky I got a call from the drivers licence place and I can take my drivers test today!" Niall exclaimed, excitedly.
"That's awesome! Congrats!" I grinned at him.
"So, I was thinking.. Could you come with me, for support?"
I nodded my head quickly. Anything to get away from Harry!
~*~*{LiamPayne}*~*~
"Niall? Niall?" I rolled over on my side to see the blanket pulled to the side and the space was empty.
"NIALLL!!" I called, scrambling to my feet. Where is he?!
I rushed into the landing looking around. I must've been really loud as out come a really grumpy Zayn.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" He snapped, groggily.
"I can't find Niall!" I exclaimed, "His pj's are on the floor!"
"MAYBE HE'S GONE TO GET SOME NANDO'S?!" Zayn yelled at me with a 'duhh tone'.
"Oh.." I didn't think of that..
Zayn groaned and slumped back into his bedroom, cursing harshly underneath his breathe.
He was never good tired but, he was even worse when tired after a hangover.
I went downstairs to see Louis and Harry fully dressed talking quietly.
Louis was nodding his head and then smiled sympathetically to Harry. I couldn't see Harry's face, only his curls.
"Morning lads." I smiled, walking over to them.
"Hey, you alright?" Louis asked me, drinking his Yorkshire tea.
"Yeah, you guys seen Niall?" I poured myself some Orange juice and began drinking it.
"Yeah, he's gone to take his driving test with Skyla." Harry replied with a bit of edge to his voice.
I spluttered as my orange juice went down the wrong way.
"But-but! We were supposed to go together!" I gasped.
"Maybe it was because you weren't up, mate?" Louis suggested.
"That was because Zayn couldn't sleep last night. He kept wanting to barge into yours and Skyla's bedroom and kill you while you were sleeping, Haz." I informed him.
He rolled his eyes, "What an idiot."
"Hey! Look, he really likes her!" I scowled at him.
"Who says I don't really like her myself?!" Harry snapped back at me.
Then his face feel as he realised what he had just admitted... oh.. my.. god.
I exchanged a look with Louis, who was clearly amused.
"So... is there something wanna tell us, Harry?" Louis raised an eyebrow at him, a smirk creeping across his face, slyly.
Harry looked at us blankly, standing up slowly then stormed out the house.. wow.
"Woah, what crawled up his arse and died?" Louis chuckled.
I slapped his arm, "LOUIS! We have a serious situation here! Two of our best friends are falling for the same girl!!" I exclaimed.
"Naa, Harry doesn't fall in love, we all know that." Louis shook his head, brushing me off.
I groaned in frustration. There is no-one in this house I can talk to!!
Louis is too cheery. Niall is with Skyla. Harry and Zayn were 100% not to talk to since this was about them..
There was only one person that can help..
ELEANOR!
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edited: 27/12/13.

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