Vamped (A Liam Payne Fan Fiction)

Chapter Five: God Damn It!

Liam's P.O.V

I shut the door quietly behind me, shrugged my coat off and lay it on the sofa as I walked into the living room. I looked around but couldn’t see the boys anywhere. I prayed that they hadn’t got up to any mischief. "I'M BACK!" I yelled at the top of my voice.

Silence.

Well that was unusual. Where were they? I swore, if they were playing a prank on me again then I would not hesitate in punching every single one of them. I had taken boxing classes and I would make good use of them. I walked out of the living room and went into the kitchen, expecting Harry to be cooking or Niall to be rummaging in the cupboards for his next big snack. Nope. There was no one in there. I thoroughly checked every room downstairs and decided to send Paige a sweet tweet while I was waiting for a sound. This was getting really weird. I hadn’t heard any whispers, Niall letting off air, the sound of laughter or the smack of one of them punching each other. Surely they hadn’t gone up to bed, had they? No, not that early! I jogged up the stairs and pushed open the nearest door to the bedroom and as I did so, Louis pounced on me from behind and shoved me onto the big double bed while everyone else piled on top of me, laughing and messing my hair up. I licked them off me and punched every one of them in the face except Harry because his face already had a bright red mark on it which certainly wasn’t from me. I immediately turned my head accusingly to Louis.

"Louis, what did you do to Harry this time?" I enquired.

"Niall and Zayn told me to! They forced me! “He protested as Zayn and Niall exchanged strange looks.

"What did he do?" I asked Harry, examining his face.

"Many things." Harry sighed.

"First," Louis started. "I slapped him. Next I sat on him. Then I sat on him again and then I slapped him across the face with a cold pizza and he pretended to be unconscious and scared me so I got revenge and poked him in the eye." Louis said proudly, standing up straighter.

I frowned. "Why?!"

"Because he tried to put masking tape on me and do that thing he did on the video diaries again." He explained. "And can I just say that I still feel physical and emotional pain every time I think of that......... Thing." He added.

I rolled my eyes and tried not to laugh. Why could I not leave them for a couple of hours?! Niall tapped me on the shoulder and I swivelled around to look at his entertained face.

"Err; I know this is a bad time but......" He trailed off.

"But?" I raised one eyebrow.

"Well, you see I kind of spilt two cans of beer all over this outfit which I think is yours and then I moved it and it went all over the carpet." He looked at me innocently.

"Oh yeah." Zayn chirped in. "And all the foods gone. Niall ate half of it and then we were all convinced that the rest was gone off because Louis spun us this story that he saw loads of flies in the cupboard just to annoy Niall." He added yet another thing to my to do list.

I sighed. "Anything else?" I asked them.

"And Harry looks pretty woozy." Louis nodded over at him. I looked over at Harry and saw him clap his hand against his forehead and fall back onto the bed. Urgh for fu*** sake!

"Right! Niall! Go and clean up the beer and then seeing as it's you that eats most of the food you can go to whatever shop is open and get essentials. Do you hear that? Essentials! Louis! Clean up any mess downstairs and get rid of any apparent flies and when you've finished that you can help Niall cook something. Zayn! Go and get me a flannel, something frozen and some cream for this di** head here and hurry up all of you! I ordered them all.