CH11 – Of Coffee and Donuts
The rest of that day was spent watching movies in Derek and Alex’s apartment and relaxing, the boys were all exhausted from their flight, and we all had another one tomorrow.
The next day I was awoken by the alarm on my phone. Opening my eyes I tried to reach over to where my dresser would be. I found myself tumbling off the couch which was considerably smaller then my bed and landing on something soft on the ground.
Immediately the thing I landed on started swearing in an Irish accent thick with sleep. I opened my eyes to found I landed on Niall who seemed to have been sleeping on the floor. While I was trying to get off of him someone else rolled off the couch and landed on us both.
“I’m going to die.” I heard Niall mumbled, with his face pressed into the ground underneath me.
Whoever was over top of me was scrambling to get off of me, but they were half asleep and their clumsy movements ended up elbowing me in the head.
“Ow! Get off!” I was stuck between the couch, coffee table, Niall and the person above me, I literally couldn’t move.
“Dog pile!” I heard Derek shout from somewhere across the room.
“No!” Niall, I and the person above me who sounded like Alex said in unison, but it was too late I felt another weight land on us.
“I’m going to throw up and then die.” I moaned trying to wiggle out of the mass of bodies.
“I think I’m already dead.” I heard from under me.
“Derek, you fat-ass get off I can’t get up.” Alex cursed and I heard him shove Derek off of him to the ground. Suddenly they were both off of me and I was free. I sat up and got off Niall before stretching. I looked across the room to where Harry was sitting in the beanbag chair watching us all.
“You know, you guys really shouldn’t break each other before the tour.”
“You could have helped you git!” Niall replied, throwing a cushion art Harry’s head.
Harry just laughed and dodged the pillow.
“You’re so grumpy in the morning Niall; wake up on the wrong side of the bed?” Niall started towards Harry, who flipped the beanbag in his dash out of the room. Harry disappeared down the hallway towards the bedrooms with Niall hot on his tail.
“They remind me of you guys with accents.” I said staring in the direction the boys went. Niall returned to the room and plopped himself down on the couch with his arms crossed.
“Bugger locked himself in the bathroom.” This started us all laughing, which only made the Irish man pout.
Eventually Harry came out of the bathroom and we started to discuss the plans for the day.
“What time is the flight?” Harry asked looking up from his phone.
“It’s supposed to leave at 3 in the afternoon, it’s almost 9 now. What are everyone’s plans? I’m going to visit my mum.” Alex sat backward on a chair and faced us.
“I’m going in to check over my exams and get my marks.” I added from my spot beside Harry.
“Okay boys, so your choices are a school visit, or shopping with me. I’m not too sure Alex’s mom will want anyone tagging along.” Derek supplied to which Alex nodded in agreement.
Harry opened his mouth to respond but I cut him off before he could speak,
“Whoever comes with me gets coffee, I’m buying!” I added pouting, “Don’t make me go to school alone.”
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