The Country Niece Returns.

Chapter Six

"Harry! That is my cupcake! You go and get your own!" I yelled. I just made peanut butter cupcakes with a Nutella and chocolate chip frosting with bacon bits in it.

Yum.

Okay back on track, curly has my cupcake, MY cupcake! With extra frosting and extra love!

"Nope! This one's mine." He smirked taking a HUGE bite from it.

"Whaaaaat?" I scream, stretching the word.

"Uh, this is good, so I shall eat it!" Harry said with a grin.

I frowned and just walked away, that curly monkey is a waist of my time.

I run up the stairs and down the hall that leads to my room. I open the closet and grab my black studded and ripped skinny jeans, my tight black crop top and my crop leather jacket. I laced up my combat boots and put on my sunglasses.

I charged down the stairs and out the front door, stepping into the crisp November air. Thanksgiving is in two days and I need to do some shopping!

I got to Harry's Range Rover and opened the door and turned on the ignition. I buckled the seatbelt, turned on the radio and backed out of the driveway.

When I parked in the grocery store's parking lot, I opened the door and made my way inside.

I bought a turkey, a ham, some potatoes, peas, green beans, salad, shrimp, cookies, pies, cupcakes, and a large cake with the boys' faces on it.

I put the food in the trunk of the car and hopped back into the driver's side.

I was back home in five minutes, seven minutes the most.

I placed the groceries in the designated spot and flopped on the couch between Zayn and Liam. I fell over so my head was in Zayn's lap and my legs were sprawled over Liam's lap.

"Well hello, Riley!" Zayn laughed.

I groaned in reply.

"Riley?" Niall called from the kitchen I suppose.

"What?" I groaned.

"Why is there ham and turkey in the fridge?" he said with glee.

"Thanksgiving is in two days idiot." I reply.

"I am going to sleep!" I scream, standing up.

I dashed up the stairs and opened the door to Zayn's room.

It had tons of art designs on one wall and the other walls were white. His duvet is black and in front of his bed is two black bean bags and then a flat screen TV is mounted on the wall.

I grabbed the black duvet and curled up on his bed and closed my eyes, slipping off into slumber.