NIALL'S POV
I woke up to the sun coming through my widow. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 12:45. I'm surprised Brooke hasn't come to wake me up yet. Honestly I liked her waking me up yesterday. Even though it was at 9:45 it was still cute. I laid in bed a while longer before I convinced myself I should get up and eat something.
I went downstairs to find no one awake. I popped a couple Pop Tarts in the toaster and while I was waiting for then, I poured myself some juice.
I got my Pop Tarts and ate at the breakfast bar, while I looked through Twitter. Nothing new was happening in Twitter, just a bunch of mentions and new followers. Maybe I'll do a follow spree soon...
I finish my Pop Tarts and put my plate on the counter. I ventured upstairs to find Brooke still sleeping. I would have thought she'd be out shopping or something.
I decided to wake her up, like she did to me yesterday. I jumped on her legs, "Brooke!!!"
"AHHH!" she screamed, sitting up.
"Haha! You should have seen your face!" I laughed.
"No Niall, my leg really hurts," she said, holding her leg.
"What?" I said concerned.
"My leg, it hurts really bad," she said, tears forming.
"Brooke, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-"
"Haha sucker! I got you! You should have seen your face!" she said.
"Brooke! You scared me to death!" I said, almost yelling.
"That's what you get!" she laughed.
"For what?" I asked.
"Waking me up!" she replied.
"I was getting you back for waking me up yesterday!" I said.
"Well did you need something important?" she asked.
"No, I just wanted you to be awake!" I explained.
Before Brooke could continue, we heard the front door open and close. Brooke and I looked at each other and we went downstairs to see who was here. I thought Harry would have been home by now, but I guess not. Harry stumbled in to the kitchen.
"Is he drunk?" Brooke asked me.
"Yeah, I think so..." I replied. We went into the kitchen to see him getting a glass of water to swallow some Aspirin.
"Harry?" Brooke asked. Harry turned around to face us.
"Huh?" He said causally.
"Did you drive here?" Brooke questioned.
"No, I got a cab, relax," he replied. Yep, definitely drunk.
"Well maybe you should go to bed," I suggested.
"I will in a second," Harry said, swallowing the pill. He walked past us and up the stairs, struggling with this simple task a little.
I looked at Brooke and her eyes were filled with concern, "You ok?"
"Uh, yeah," She replied.
BROOKE'S POV
"You ok?" Niall asked me, concerned.
"Uh, yeah," I reply casually. But I was anything but ok. I had a bad feeling about what Harry was doing. Usually he doesn't come home drunk at 1 in the afternoon!
"Brooke, you really don't look ok," Niall continued.
"Niall, I'm fine, just still waking up. Since you so kindly woke me up!" I said, jokingly hitting his chest.
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