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nine

I groaned loudly when the sunlight hit my face and I buried my head further into my pillow. It was Friday now, and my hangover from drinking so much on Tuesday night still hadn't disappeared completely. I was never drinking again.

"CASSIDY! Come on, it's half past twelve, it's the afternoon, get out of bed!"

"I'VE GOT A HEADACHE!" I called back to my dad. "Leave me be!"

"You do not have a headache, you have a three day hangover, now get out of bed there are people here to see you!" he told me, his voice getting louder as he stepped into my room.

"…There are?" I peeked out from under the covers. "Who?" I asked curiously, letting out a squeal when Liam's face appeared in my doorway. "LIAM!" I pushed the covers off me and jumped up, walking towards my brothers open arms.

"MOVE!" I heard Harry before I saw him. He shoved Liam out of the way and ran into me, taking me down with him as we landed on my bed, him on top of me with his arms wrapped around me and his face buried in my neck. "You're not allowed to leave London without me ever again, ever! You're coming on our next tour too, I've missed you entirely too much Cass! Don't leave me with those horrid boys again!"

"You were supposed to wait downstairs!" Liam groaned.

"I've missed you too Harry!" I giggled loudly, kissing his cheek and ignoring Liam's complaint.

"Okay, son, I know you're friends but a boy lying on top of my baby girl is not something I need to see…" Dad coughed awkwardly from the doorway. "So I'm going to leave Liam in charge and head off to work. Try not to do too much damage, alright? You'll have to fend for yourselves tonight, your mum and I are going round to the Miller's."

"Pretty sure we're capable of picking up the phone and ordering a pizza, Dad," Liam grinned at him. I let out a giggle as I pushed Harry off me.

"Has Mum left already?" I asked, looking over at Dad as he nodded. "Oh, okay… I'm supposed to be hanging out with Sophie tonight, is it okay if she comes round?"

"Ask me, he just said I'm in charge!" Liam smirked.

"If you keep that smile on your face, you can have anything you want sweetheart," Dad laughed, ducking down and kissing my cheek. "This is the happiest I've seen you since you got home!"

"It's amazing what happens to her when she sees my face, isn't it?" Harry grinned. Dad rolled his eyes at him, shouting goodbye over his shoulder as he left the room.

"What are you doing here?!" I squealed in excitement, throwing my arms around Harry again and hugging his close to me.

"We had a couple of days off, then some things got cancelled and we swapped some other things round so we could come and see you. Styles threw a hissy fit at Simon because he missed you, so here we are." Liam smirked.

"Awww! You missed me!" I cooed, pinching Harry's cheek. "I missed you too, Harry."

"I was worried about you," he mumbled into my hair before placing a kiss on my head. "Louis told me you rang him the other night when you were drunk. I wanted to make sure you were okay."

"Please don't remind me of that phone call…" I groaned. "Harry I was so drunk, I can't even remember half the stuff I was saying to him! …Did he tell you? Was it bad?"

"No, he didn't tell me anything, just that you'd called him and you were drunk," Harry shrugged. "Whatever you said seemed to make him think about things, though. He sat me down and said sorry for being a twat over the past week, said he'd realised a few things and was going to fix everything."