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I groan and wipe the sleep from my eyes. I pull my blankie up to my chin and sigh getting warm and comfy again. I hear soft voices coming from the kitchen and try to block them out.
"She called again last night, she said there's a lot of things to go through, but it should be easy enough because everything is already pretty much in the system, so it shouldn't take too much longer, hopefully early to mid January." I furrow my brow and sit up. I quietly push my blankets off of me and creep my way into the hall to get a better listen.
"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, it would give Gemma originally what she wanted, and it would be best for all three of them, but do you want to?" Niall asks. Who are they talking about besides Gemma?
"Yes, I think this is the best thing we can do in the situation we're in, it will benefit everyone. It may be a little difficult in the beginning, but I think it's worth it," Harry replies. I decide to stop eavesdropping and step into the kitchen.
"Mornin'."
"Good morning, Violet. Did you sleep well?" Harry asks nonchalantly.
"Good, and you?" He hums and Niall comes up behind me and hugs me tightly. I smile and lean back into his warmth.
"How are you feeling?" He asks rather quietly.
"Sore, pain, dirty, tired, hungry, moody, the lot." He chuckles and kisses the side of my neck.
"How about you go get a shower and I'll make you some breakfast and we'll have a chill day, sound good?" I smile and nod. He releases me and I make my way up the stairs. I enter my room and open up my dresser drawer pulling out a pair of underwear, sweats, and a hoodie. I make my way into the bathroom and set my clothes on the cabinet. I turn on the sink and grab my toothbrush and squirt some toothpaste on it. I brush my teeth quickly and spit. I turn off the water and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and then reach over and turn on the shower. As it warms I slowly slip out of my clothes. I fluff my hair before stepping into the shower and letting the steamy water drench me.
I pick up the shampoo and lather it into my wet hair and begin to hum. I grab the body wash and scrub my body as the shampoo rinses down my back.
"'Cause baby you're a firework, come on let your colors burst," I sing softly as I finish up. I turn the nozzle off and step out. I grab a towel from the rack and wrap it around my body. I step in front of the mirror and brush out my messy wet hair. I run the towel over my body to make sure it's dry before I wrap my hair up. I slip into my underwear and sweats quickly, and throw the hoodie on. I use the restroom and take care of my lady business before unlocking the door and stepping out. I turn off the light and open the laundry shoot and throw the towel down. I make my way down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Feeling better?" Niall asks. I nod with a soft smile and he smiles wide.
"I made you chocolate chip pancakes," he tells me setting a plate of them in front of me. I grin and take a seat on the bar stool. He hands me a fork and I dig in. He grabs a glass from the cabinet and fills it with ice water. He opens up the medicine cabinet and pulls out my pill bottles. He pops out a pill from each, a small white one and a medium sized pink one, and hands them to me along with the water. I take them with a frown and finish up my breakfast.
"I'm heading out to go to work, call me if you guys need anything, love you's!" Harry shouts rushing out the front door and slamming it behind him. Gemma comes down the stairs dressed in a sweater and jeans with black fuzzy boots.
"And where are you goin' lookin' all cute?" I ask her.
"Going to a baby shower with my friend Darcy, I'll be back in a few hours," she tells me coming over and giving me a hug with a kiss on the forehead. She walks over and gives Niall a kiss on the cheek as he jokingly cringes. She makes her way through the kitchen and out the door.
"Now it's quiet," I state, "too quiet." I walk into the foyer and turn on the stereo. I turn it to a station with old hits and begin to sing along.
"Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world," I belt out.
"She took the midnight train goin' anywhere," Niall finishes. We continue to sing along to the songs that come on the the station and 'dance' around. Niall goes into the kitchen to clean up the dishes and I go to the basement to do the laundry. I gather up all the lights from the washer and put them in the dryer. I gather up all the darks and put them in the washer. I start both the washer and the dryer and make my way back up the stairs. I close the basement door after shutting off the light.
"Niall!" I shout up the stairs.
"Yeah, babe?" He shouts back.
"What are you doing?"
"Cleaning, why, do you need something?"
"No," I say, "was just curious."
I go into the foyer and tidy up all of the blankets and pillows. I make sure everything is all nice and neat before turning off the music. I shut all the lights off and make sure the front door is locked before making my way up the stairs with my blankets and pillow under my arm. I push open my bedroom door with my foot and toss my blankets onto my bed. I tidy up my room and dust off my dresser and nightstand with a dirty sock before tossing it in my laundry bin. I unravel all of my bed sheets and blankets and make my bed again. I fluff my pillow and set it in its place. I exit the room and make my way into Niall's.
"I'm gonna take a nap, need me to help with anything before I do?"
"No, baby, it's okay. Get some sleep." I smile and give him a kiss on the cheek before leaving his room and reentering mine. I close my door softly and plop onto my bed before pulling my phone out of my drawer. I power it on and begin to scroll through pointless tweets. My phone goes into a buzzing frenzy, all messages from Zach. I sigh as I begin to read the plethora of messages.
please vi , im sry for wat happened the other night . i shouldnt have let it go on but i did
vi
violet
text me back
please
is your phone off ?
i think your phones off
okay
whatever
no wait
i didnt mean that
ugh
im sry
just txt me when u turn ur phone back on pls
After reading through all of the messages I decide on replying
Yes my phone was off. I'm sorry too, and I really don't want to talk about it. What happened happened, it's in the past, and it's not happening again. I'm sorry
I frown and hit send. I turn my phone back off before sliding it onto the top of my bed table. I cuddle up into my blankets and sigh feeling my body warming up. I smile to myself before falling asleep.
