Chapter 5

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Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Nope, too early.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Not going to happen, Laelah can get it.

"WHAT?!" She yelled.

Really? You yell? I was asleep!

I think the person said something, because the door opened. And finally, it was quiet again. Well, time for me to go back to sleep. I had been asleep a solid 5 minutes, when I was ambushed. By who? None other than the people owning flats on this floor, all six of them. I was in a half-asleep state somehow- I could sense, feel, hear and smell everything, but I couldn't quite respond to it.

First, someone came in, and walked near my feet, with the floor creaking slightly. Then the next one came in, standing with the first person.

The third did the same as the first two.

The fourth person came and stood next to my head, then bent down and brushed my bangs out of the way. That one was Laelah, I could smell her perfume, and her hands were smaller than a boy's.

A fifth person came in and couldn't help but giggle. Wait, that one must be Louis.

The last person was the beginning of the whole thing. 

Harry.

He shouted out his war cry and sprung himself on top of me, with a running start, adding to the impact. He landed with a starfish formation, and that was enough to wake me. My eyes shot open and my sore muscles tensed from not being able to stretch them. I started wiggling and then came Zayn, crashing on top of Harry. Then there was Liam, Louis, and Niall. Every person being added was another 150 pounds or so closer to me becoming a pancake.

Yeah, ouch.

Almost 800 pounds already and I was still missing 120. Laelah stepped back, meeting my pained, wide eyes. Her smile grew evilly and I actually feared for my life. She took a running leap, jumping on the foot of the bed, and onto the dog pile. 

Zayn, Harry and I let aout a loud,"Oof!" and I winced, sucking in a short, sharp breath. 

"I'm," I breathed, "Going," I struggled to move, "To," I breathed again, "Die."

Liam rolled over, onto the bed next to me- sending Louis, Niall and Laelah to the floor with a huge thud sound. I gathered my strength and threw Harry and Zayn to the other side, with a slightly more quiet thud.

Well the people below us already hate us.

I breathed in quickly, clenching my chest, over my heart, panting. I looked at Laelah with one of those "You're next on my kill list" kind of looks. Everyone was laughing, so I smacked each of them on the cheek as hard as I could, except for my 'dear cousin', I settled for punching her in the arm, which is just as bad, I've got a horrible punch. Did I mention I'm a bit of a boxer?

I don't actually fight people, I couldn't live with myself if something happened to anybody. But, I do have a couple friends back in the states that I used to mess with to see who could pin who first. I mainly just took swings on punching bags and taught other people locally, just for the fun of it.

"OUCH WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" All six of the shrieked together.

"FOR GIVING ME A WAKE UP CALL MIXED WITH WRESTLING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT." I screamed back.

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