My lucky spill

Chapter 7 - Wake up call

"Damn it Niall. Can't one person sleep until it's the actual official morning?" I whined as someone tried to wreck my blanket off me.

"But it's 8:00. It's the actual official morning" Niall hollered, right into my ear. I screamed and fell off the bed, so I ended up on the floor, a mess tangled in blankets and well...me.

"NIALL! HOW COULD YOU? I WAS SLEEPING" I screamed as I pretended to have a melt down.

"I DON'T KNOW! I'M SORRY!" He yelled back, pretending to cry.

"YOU SHOULD BE. I COULD HAVE DIED"

"Guys?" What's going on up there?" Liam's voice yelled. I shared a smirk with Niall. Game on Horan.

"WELL, I DON'T REALLY CARE ANYMORE" Niall yelled.

"WELL MAYBE WE SHOULDN'T BE FRIENDS"

"YEAH?"

"YEAH"

"GUYS, SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS GOING ON UP THERE?" Louis yelled as he entered the room. He looked at me and Niall, a grin spreading on his already mischievous face.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NIALL. I THOUGHT...HOW COULD YOU?" Louis yelled with a mock hurt voice. 

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO. WHY ARE YOU TAKING HER SIDE ANYWAY?"

"BECAUSE HE DOESN'T LOVE Y-" The door opened loudly, and a worried looking Liam entered the room. With a hilarious expression, may I add. So, naturally, we all started to laugh like dying hyenas.

"Oh, hi Liam. What's wrong? Something wrong? Why are you up here? We were just having a tea party. Want to join?" I managed to gasp in between my laughing.

"I thought...you were....why are you....you know what, forget it. And yes, I'd love to join the tea party" He said, rolling his eyes playfully with a smile.

"The others up yet?" Niall asked 5 minutes later, when we were perfectly back to normal. And yes, it really did take 5 minutes to calm down.

"No..." Liam said slowly. I started to grin.

"Guys. I have a plan. A briliam one, it's totally amazayn, fablouis, extrodiharry and it's going to be phemoniall"

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"OH MY FUDGE. HARRY, HELP ME! NO, STOP!" I screamed as loud as I could as Louis, who was dressed up as a robber, advanced me.

"HARRY" I screamed again, louder. I heard his thundering footsteps come closer.

"HAILEY?" He yelled frantically, his eyes wide, hair sticking up. He looked at Louis with a weird expression on his face. Okay, so maybe when I said Louis was dressed up as a robber, you probably thought one of those classic black wearing clothes robber. But...no. I lent him one of my mother's floral dress, old lady handbag, glasses and a wig.

Fine, consider me guilty, I stole that wig from the drama studio one day at school because I thought it would come in handy. And it did. It's a white Afro one, pretty classy. Still no reaction from Harry.

"BAHAHAHA. I WILL KILL YOU WTIH MY FISH...I MEAN FIST" Louis yelled, deepening his voice slightly.

"WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Harry yelled, stepping in front of me protectively. I bit back a smile. And cue part two.

"HARRY! HELP! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" Niall's voice yelled frantically from the guest room. Harry darted his glance to Louis, who was edging closer with the most creepiest smile ever, and me, pretending to freak out and to the guest room, where Niall was still yelling his butt off.

"Hailey, keep close" He said quietly. I nodded and he immediately wrapped an arm around my waist protectively and we literally ran to the guest room.

"LIAM. THERE'S A CREEPY STALKER GRANDMA IN HAILEY'S ROOM AND....LIAM WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" Harry yelled. I coughed to contain my laughter. Oh dear Lord, this is the best thing I have ever come up in my naturally awesome mind.

"HARRY! OH FOR CHRIT'S SAKE, HELP!" Liam's freaked out voice yelled. Harry hesitated in front of the door. 

"Harry. Open the door" I whispered, glancing back to check Louis's was coming. 

"I'm here!" He banged open the door and blinked.

"LIAM! I'M DYING! QUICK! HELP!" Niall yelled as he casually laid down on the bed, flicking through a book.

"NIALL! I'M DYING! HELP US HARRY!" Liam yelled back as he fixed his hair in the mirror. "Oh. Hey Harry. What's up?" He asked casually, turning to look at him.

"Wait what...I thought...what are you...why were you yelling?"

"Oh, we're just practising...our voice....for..."

"YOU JUST GOT PRANKED" We all yelled in sync as Louis entered the room, throwing off the wig and handbag g onto the bed dramatically. 

"GOD DAMN IT. YOU GAVE ME A FREAKING HEART ATTACK" He yelled, sitting on the bed. Must admit, quite a yelling war happening in this house this morning. Thank goodness Jason had left early, yet again, for his morning shift.

"Sorry Haz....but damn, your reaction was extrodiharry" I laughed, hugging him. He rolled his eyes but hugged me back.

"Just don't do that again"

"Can't make promises" Louis laughed.

"Is Zayn up?" Liam asked, frowning slightly.

'Can only go one direction" I laughed, as we ran into his room, expecting him to be awake. 

"Unbelievable" I breathed, staring at Zayn. Who was still sleeping.

"He's a heavy sleeper" Harry explained as I stared at him in awe.

"Only one thing to do" I took a deep breath and knelt down so my face was literally 5 centimetres from him face.

"Wake up, Zaynie" I whispered as I kissed his forehead lightly.

"What?" He blinked sleepily as he sat up in his bed. I smirked at the other boys who were staring at me with mouths the shape of an "o" and wide eyes.

"Are you kidding me? We go through yelling -"

"Running through the house-"

'Heart attacks-"

"And Zayn gets off the lightest? A kiss on his forehead and a whisper?' Louis said disbelievingly.

"Why not? Anyway, got to pack for the tour right?" And so I skipped into my room, humming softly to myself. And that's the wake up call.

Damn it this chapter was fun to right! Oh Zayn. Anyways, I would REALLY AND TRULY LOVE whoever comments on my "Author's Note". I will follow you and dedicate the next chapter to you. I promise! And I would like the say A HUGE THANK YOU to EVERYONE who has read this story. You honestly don't know how much I feel like I could fly when I see a comment or more reads when I open Wattpad. I just can't seem to wipe the huge grin on my face all day.

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Au revoir!