Chapter 5: Louis' House
"Harry?" I ask groggily.
"Yeah?" I hear him shout from the kitchen.
"Come here!" I shout. I can hear his feet on the stairs.
He peeks into my room. "Yes, Niall?"
"I wanna hug." I say.
Harry chuckles. "Come here, Niall." He pulls me into a tight embrace. I sigh, breathing in his scent.
I lift my head up. "You smell like pancakes."
"Well, obviously I smell like what I'm cooking." Harry says, smiling.
"I'm gonna go get Louis from his family's house. They're probably sick of him." I tell Harry.
"Will you be back for pancakes?" Harry asks.
"Of course, Harry! You know how much I love food!" I say. "Now, get out, I have to change."
"Since when did you have a problem with changing in front of boys?" he asks as he leaves.
"Since Zayn barged in on me last week when I had no pants on." I call down the hall. I hear a muffled "Sorry!" from Zayn's room. I quickly put on black skinny jeans and a simple white shirt. I notice Louis' Toms on the floor, so I slip them on and walk down the stairs. My keys were on the center island in the kitchen, so I grabbed them and yelled, "Bye, guys! I'm getting Louis!" I hear a small chorus of "Bye!", but Harry runs down the stairs and pulls me into a hug. "Harryyyyyyyyyyy," I whine. "I have to go get Louis!"
"Riiiiight. Bye, Niall!" Harry winks.
I smile and walk out the door to my car. Twenty minutes and two bad drivers later, I finally get to Louis' house. I park my car and ring the doorbell. I hear feet thudding down the stairs and a very excited Louis flings the door open so violently it nearly comes off the hinges.
"HI NIALL!" he shouts in my face. "I HAD A RED BULL SMOOTHIE!
"Louis, what did Liam say about Red Bull smoothies?" I scold.
"Red Bull smoothies are not for Louis. When Louis has Red Bull smoothies, Liam thinks Louis is on drugs. Louis is not on drugs." he recites.
"Good. Now let's get you home." I say.
"No." he says, frowning.
"I have carrots and cookies for when we get home!" I coax.
"Yay!" Louis says happily as he hops into my car.
Once we get home, Louis runs past Liam, Zayn and Harry without a passing glance. "Carrots!" he shouts, making a beeline for the kitchen.
"What happened to him?" Zayn asks.
"Red Bull smoothie." I say.
"I thought we forbid him from those." Liam says.
"We did. His parents didn't." I smile. I hear a loud crashing sound from the kitchen.
"NIALL! I CAN'T FIND THE CARROTS!" Louis yells from the kitchen.
I walked into the kitchen to find Louis on the floor surrounded by all our food.
"They're not hereeeeee!" Louis whined. "I want my carrots! Carrots, yummy, food-"
"Louis? Louis!" I said. "They're in the mini fridge."
I have never seen Louis run so fast. "Carrots!" he says, flinging the fridge open. "Mmm, yummy orange heaven in my mouth. Sweet carrots, praise the magical carrot god!" he chants, stuffing his face with carrots.
"Are you enjoying your carrots, Carrot King?" I ask. People think that the fans exaggerate his love of carrots, but really, they don't at all. Louis loves carrots more than I love Nando's.
"Shush!" Louis says, glaring at me through a mouthful of carrots. "I'm eating!"
Yeah, don't bother Louis when he is eating carrots, especially when he's hopped up on Red Bull. "Sorry, mate. I know you love your carrots." I muttered as I left the kitchen.
"Ni, do you want your pancakes now?" Harry asks as I collapse on the couch.
"Yeah, in a bit." I reply.
"Who are you and what have you done with Niall?" Liam accuses, pointing a finger at me. "Niall would never refuse food!" he shouts.
"It's still me, Liam. Louis is just making me feel like I'm raising a child." I say.
Harry sits down next to me and hugs me. "Are you ready for the tour in two days?"
I jump up. "No! Crap, no! Crap crap crap! I need to pack!" I yell, running up the stairs. I bolt into my room, only to find several suitcases already packed. I glanced around in confusion, when someone spoke up from behind me.
"I hope you don't mind I packed
for you," Harry said softly. "I just wanted you to relax today."
I hug him. "Thanks, Hazza. I love you." I bury my head in his shirt as we embrace.
"I love you too, Ni." Harry replies.
"Harry! How could you! I thought we had something!" Louis screams, pretending to sob.
I give Harry a 'what the heck is he on about' look. I know he's Louis, but this is more than usual.
Harry smiles at me. "Louis, boobear, Niall has that one thing. So get out, get out, get out of my head! Niall fall into my arms instead!" he sings.
Louis frowns at him and sits on the floor near my legs. "Niall! I want him back, I want him back. Want want him want him back!" he imitates Cher Lloyd, wrapping his arms around my legs.
"Louis, he's mine." I say, shaking him off me. "Larry Stylinson only exists in your head."
(A/N) Sorry it's so late, but my mom took my iPod so I had to write on CHRISTMAS! I'm kidding. I don't care. I love writing! Oh, so I got a message saying that I told the future in a fanfiction. I wasn't sure what that meant, but they sent a link to Chapter 2 of Narry Storan. They also sent a link to the livestream bit where Niall says he's a big fan of Doctor Who. I reread Narry Storan it and realized I had said that Niall and Harry were Whovians, way before the livestream occured. BAM! FUUUUUUTUUUUUURE! :) Luv you guys! <3 Kat
