*Ding*
*Ding*
*Ding ding ding ding*
"NIALL!"
Zayn's voice finds me from the other side of the house, and I make a gurgling sound from my mouth, trying to ward him off.
It does no good.
I check my phone, which has been dinging all through the night.
Of course, it is Twitter... what else?
"@neillllhorrraen: OMG NIALL NIALL NIALL ITS UR BIRTHDAY ILYSFM"
Betch, swerrrrrve.
"Hey Zack-o!" I yell at Zayn once I see him standing in my doorway.
"It's Zen." He replies, pouting.
A loud crash emerges from the distance and Louis comes bursting into the room. He grins enourmously and gently squeezes Zayn's bum.
"Morning!" he sings, waggling his fingers at me.
I burst out in laughter and fell off of my bed. I began to roll, and I continued to roll until I had left my room, gone down the hallway, and entered Liam's room. At this point, I was still laughing. Liam took one look at me and kicked me, which sent me rolling about again, this time down the stairs, stopping when I met a mysterious pair of bare feet.
"Harry, Harry!" I chanted, "Harry. Harry. HARRY!"
He bent down and planted a sloppy kiss on my cheek.
I snickered and wiped my cheek on the mahogany floor.
"THAT IS MAHOGANY!" Harry, gasped, clutching his chest.
My snickering halted, and I looked him in the eye. His eyes were brimming with tears, his bottom lip quivering.
Cher Lloyd suddenly came on the radio. I looked at Harry's nostrils, trying to read his expression. I get up and fall down, since I am still wrapped in my blanket cocoon. Harry picks me up by the armpits. We walked into the kitchen where the radio was blaring and we swayed to the music, our hips moving in unison.
To my surprise, not a moment later, Zayn slid seductively down the staircase banister and waltzed into the room, sitting on the kitchen counter. He watched me from the corner as I tried to ignore him. Harry's arms were around my neck, and we continued to sway.
It was a peaceful moment. Harry in his loose t-shirt, me in my tight one.
And Zayn in the sluttiest dress I ever did see.
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