Ch 5 - whipped cream still on her nose

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Ch 5    whipped cream still on her nose

 

Tommye's POV

I felt someone's arms around my waist and my face buried into someone's chest as well as breathing on the top of my head, my arms wrapped around them. What th- Oh right, the boys are over due to their house burning down. Now Louis was hugging me close due to the thunderstorm last night, or did I do this? Why didn't they go to a hotel? Aw, those little fuckers, they just wanted to try to get all those answers out of me didn't they? Grrrrrrrrr. It was freezing cold in here and I wondered why the heater isn't working. I looked over at the alarm and it was off. The red numbers were gone off of it and no lights were on at my neighbors from what I could see. Shit, did that storm shut down the power lines? I guess it did. I got up to go check on the other boys but Louis groaned and pulled me back down.

" Noooooooo." he whined. I huffed and tried to get out of his grip but he wouldn't let go. I slipped a pillow where I was when I finally got out of Louis' strong grip. " So soft......" I quietly stepped out of the room and walked downstairs to four panicking boys.

" Tommye! Do you know where Louis is?!" Liam screamed in my face, shaking my shoulders harshly and I winced in pain remembering what Austin would normally do after this. Slap my face and beat me up.

" Yeah, he came to sleep in my room because of the thunder storm that shut down the power lines. I'm gonna go turn on the generator." Harry turned and stomped out of the room. What's up his arse? Wait, wasn't he, you know, last night? Maybe he's- nah, impossible. I can't be loved by anyone, he was just hard because of someonelse, like Louis. Yeah, that's right.

" Oh, OK. I should probably go talk to Harry."

" Yeah, you go do that." what were those words that Louis had said last night? I can't remember. They were to mumbled and muffled. ( A/N This is part of the little POV's from Tommye. Got it? K. )

Liam's POV

I walked into the kitchen to where Harry had walked into.

" It just isn't fair Liam!" wow, is the Larry bromance real?!?

" What isn't fair?" I asked as calmly as possible.

" Li, I really like Tommye in a like-like way." he muttered nervously putting his head in his hands.

Louis' POV

I woke up hugging a pillow. Wha? I thought that I was hugging Tommye. Damnt, she left. I walked down the stairs one at a time and Liam, Harry, and Zayn were watching Toy Story 1 on the T.V. I heard two voices coming from the kitchen, most likely Niall and Tommye. A delicious scent came from the kitchen as I sat down to watch the movie. We were at the part that was Andy's birthday party. I sat back and relaxed and felt eyes burning into the side of my head. Looking over to the pair of eyes, they locked on with mine. Harry sat there glaring at me as if I did something wrong. Wait, did I?

Harry's POV

I saw Louis walk down the stairs with bed hair and he looked around, probably for Tommye. I hate him, well, not really. Just the fact that he slept in Tommye's bed. I'm pretty sure they didn't do anything. If they did, Tommye would be walking all funny for sure, virgin or not. Speaking of her, I heard her her and Niall giggling, heh, Niall and his idiotic ways. While we were at the part of Andy's birthday of Toy Story 1, I glared at him and he looked at me. After a while, he looked away.

Niall's POV

Me and Tommye were making breakfast ( well mostly her ). It was sausage, bacon, cheesy eggs, pancakes, and whipped cream. I snuck up behind her with the sprayable whipped cream and sparyed it on her nose. She started to giggle and I picked her up and launched her over my shoulder.

" NIALL! The pancakes! They're burning! Put me down this instance!" I put her down and she flipped the pancakes with the whipped cream still on her nose. God, I like this Tommye better than the other one.

" You know, we should make exploding pancakes that explode in their faces with whipped cream!" I exclaimed as the idea popped into my head.

" I can make that happen, I didn't study things like that for awhile for nothing." after we made those pancakes, we set them in a separate stack for them and set them out where we were'nt sitting. " BREAKFAST!" the lads came rushing in and sat down, while me and Tommye held back laughs and didn't smile. 3....2......1...... BAM! The pancakes exploded whipped cream, and........ underwear? OK, I don't remember those being put in but, it's hilarious! Me and the Irish girl exchanged glances and we ran up the stairs hiding in her room in her closet.

" Hey Tommye? There's some guy named Austin at the door, he wants to see you." Liam called from the outside of her door. Looking over at Tommye, it wasn't hard to tell her face had grown pale more that usual.

" Tommye? Tommye?" said an unknown voice from the other side of the door. The girl next to me whimpered and started to tremble with fear. Wait, a girl like her, in fear? Hmmmmm, why would she be scared of this unknown man? She collapsed and I caught her before she fell onto the ground. Helping her back up, she found her voice.

" Get the hell away from me Austin, I never, ever, wanna see you again. EVER!" I'm still as confused as a Zayn doing Algebra 4. " Niall, take the secret passageway in the closet to downstairs and ake sure that the boys are ok." she whispered into my ear sending shivers down my spine. I obeyed what she said and sat down with the boys not saying a word. But, know, I wish I had stayed. 'Cause a little while later, I heard a bam, thunk, crash. And when we got to her room, there was nothing but a note.

( A/N OK, so I gave you a bit of Tommye's POV. Did you like her thoughts? Or not?

Did you like my story or like-like it? What boy do you think she should choose for further notices? Still remember Austin? He's the abusive ex boyfriend. I bet you can't guess what happened! It's not really what you might think happened. Maybe they just don't see her. *wink**wink**hint**hint* So, guess. Sooooooooo, I won't be updating on a schedule do to all my afterschool activities like seventh grade homework. Like Pre-Algebra where I have to do 1-79 in the book!!! It is so cra cra!!

Somewhere over the boring homework rainbow,

me de dee dee de!

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