I pulled on my T-shirt that had a panda on it and slid on some shorts. My hair was still wet, but it no longer had taco meat and sour cream in it. I pulled it into a pony tail and then grabbed my towel to hang it on the towel rack in the bathroom.
                              
                              When I opened my door, I found Harry blocking me again; he at least had put on some pants this time. I ducked under his arm again only for him to wrap his arms around my waist.
                              
                              "Harry!" I squealed.
                              
                              I tried to get out of his hold on me, but I just couldn't.
                              
                              "You just can't keep your hands off me, can you?" I asked when I stop trying to fight.
                              
                              "Nope," he said popping the 'p'.
                              
                              When he did let go of me, I ran towards the bathroom.
                              
                              "What's the rush?" Niall asked me.
                              
                              I almost ran him over.
                              
                              "Harry...he won't keep his hands off me," I said as I placed my towel on the towel rack.
                              
                              "And that's a bad thing?"
                              
                              "Not exactly. He's just very...distracting. Where are the other guys?"
                              
                              "Well, Liam went to see Danielle. Louis is helping your brothers clean the kitchen. Zayn...I think he's in his room. Why'd you ask, Katie?"
                              
                              "I was just curious I guess."
                              
                              Then I went to check on my brothers and Louis. The kitchen was looking pretty good.
                              
                              "Good job boys," I said as a placed my hands on my hips.
                              
                              "Yeah, no thanks to you," Bradley snapped.
                              "Hey, don't talk to your sister that way," Louis said.
                              
                              "Sorry, Uncle Louis."
                              
                              Then Niall entered the kitchen.
                              
                              "So since pretty much all the food is gone," Niall began to say.
                              
                              The food was definitely not gone.
                              
                              "I say we go on the grocery shopping trip!"
                              
                              Oh, Niall, when is that boy not hungry?
                              
                              "I still have cleaning up to do Niall," Louis said.
                              
                              "Well then. How about you Katie? Do you want to help me?"
                              
                              I really didn't want to, but he was doing the puppy dog look. Why is it that look always works on me?
                              
                                      
                                   
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FanfictionKatie was your normal eighteen year old girl...that is if you called normal jumping on your bed singing at the top of your lungs to your favorite song into your hairbrush all the time. She has long brown hair, was 5 foot 6 and was the only girl amo...
 
                                               
                                                  