Can You Understand? (1D fanfic)

Chapter 5

I awoke the next morning to a "HAYLEEEEEEEEEEY!"

It was an angry voice, so I knew that Harry discovered the whipped cream. I smiled to myself, thinking about how ridiculous he looked right now. Then, I decided to go check on him.

I slowly treaded into Harry's room and leaned against the door frame, slowly opening my eyelids. My linen pajamas kept the heat from my bed inside my body. Finally, I saw the boy in a blanket, with hopefully some boxers on, then he smirked and waddled over to me with a blanket wrapped around his waist.

"Good morning, sunshine." he said in his deep voice. The whipped cream was gone.

"Hey." I said, on the verge of laughing. "Enjoy your facial?"

Harry nodded, then yanked off his blanket, showing him with Speedos on. I instinctively covered my eyes.

"GOD, HAROLD!" I cried, cringing. "Put on some regular boxers at least!"

Harry chuckled, which wasn't a good sign. "I don't want to." he said. "And besides, it's MY house."

"I'm moving in with Liam then." I said, walking back into my room.

"NO!" Harry cried. He quickly shuffled around in his room, then came out with boxers on. "Good enough?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, you want me to stay?" I asked, crossing my arms and smirking.

Harry sighed, then walked back into his room, shutting the door behind him.

Let's just say I officially won this time.

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"Morning, Niall." I said as Harry and I entered the recording studio. Harry had conformed to wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I myself wore a pair of riding boots and jeans with a blouse.

"Good morning." he said, smiling. "Have you got yourself ready for today?"

Hmm, slinking around in a recording studio, while watching the boys work seemed SOOOO exhausting.

"Yerp." I said, making Niall raise hos eyebrows in confusion.

"Ay, mates!" said Louis, walking in.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Zayn's stuck in traffic, and Liam will be here in a few minutes, so we shouldn't start yet." he said.

"Is Ed coming?" Niall asked, referring to Ed Sheeran, a close friend to the boys.

Louis nodded. "He said he'll be here by noon."

"Great." Niall responded. He then looked at me. "Do you have any plans, Hayley?"

Me, plans? I just followed around the boys. Well, if he was going to ask...

"I uh, wanted to go to a rink today." I said. "To practice."

"Sure." said Louis, taking off his coat. "We can go to the one around the corner this evening."

"There's a rink around the corner?" Harry asked, confused.

Louis nodded. Liam suddenly popped his head in. "Hi boys!" he said in his gay accent from playing Leroy in Best Song Ever.

"Hiiiiiiii Leroy!" Louis yelled, almost making me go deaf.

"Are we ready to ROCK IT?" inquired a deep Bradford accent. Zayn came in as well.

"Let's get on with it!" Harry cried, putting on a set of headphones. The boys each picked up their own headphones as well, then they began singing songs off their new album that I hadn't even heard yet.

When they finished warming up, I put on a set of headphones myself.

"Hey, Hayley?" Asked Niall through the microphone. I glanced over at him through the glass. "Can you get us some Nandos?"

My eyes widened. I'd never been roaming around the streets of London before.

"No, silly!" came the comedic voice of Lou. "She can't go walking by herself! She's too pretty!"

I smirked.

"I'll go with her." came a different voice from behind me. I turned around and saw....

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Cliff hanger! Oops, I'll finish it in the next chapter :)