Running

Chapter Eight

Running-Chapter Eight

*Zoe's POV*

I woke up the next morning to a huge crash coming from the hall. Sitting up in bed, I tried to remember the past day. Getting out of the bed, I quietly snuck out of the room to see what the crash was. When I got into the hallway, I was amazed at what I saw. Foam darts and broken glass lay everywhere.

Hearing shouts coming from a room down the hall, I avoided the glass and peeked into the room. Next thing I knew, I was being pelted with darts.

Blocking my face, I yelled, "Stop!"

"Zoe!" I heard Louis say.

"What were you guys doing!?"

Looking around, I saw Louis and Harry on seperated sides of the room. Both had goggles on and were still in what looked like their pajamas.

They both looked at each other with sheepish smiles. "We were, um, having an epic nerf gun fight?" Harry said.

"Well you woke me up and broke a vase. You better clean the glass up before anyone gets hurt. I'm going to eat some breakfast." I said walking out, too tired to argue and be mad at them for long.

"But it's noon," I heard Harry say as I made my way to the kitchen.

I turned to face him with my hands on my hips. "Well I'm eating breakfast. Do you have a problem with that?"

He just smirked at me. "What if I do?" I just shrugged and headed to the kitchen.

I rooted through the fridge. Until I found a yogurt, one of the only breakfast foods that I don't have to put any work into making.

I heard some noises from the living room and went to see what it was about. When I walked out of the kitchen, I didn't see anything. Then, out of nowhere, somebody threw me over their shoulder and ran out the front door.

"What the heck is going on?!" I screamed as I tried to figure out who was carrying me. He had dark hair.

Zayn.

As soon as we got in the front yard, he put me down and yelled, "Fire away!"

The next the I knew, I was being hit and sprayed with water balloons and water guns.

"Zayn!" I screamed furiously.

He kinda looked a little scared, but then changed his face to normal.

"Zoe, you look a little wet, you should probably change."

Jerk.

I glared at them and went into the house. Then I looked out the window, they were all laughing their butts off. Immature jerks. Except wait...where's Niall?

"Zoe?"

I jumped, "Oh my gosh Niall! You scared the crap out of me!"

He grinned, but then became serious. "Sorry about that. And also sorry for the water. We were just playing around."

"Oh you know, no worries. I definitely wanted to be drenched in freezing cold water, while I'm still in my pajamas!" I replied sarcastically.

He did look truly sorry. And now I feel bad for being rude. I let my face soften. "It's okay Niall. I'm still mad, especially at Zayn, but I forgive you." I smiled.

He smiled back at me. "Great! But I'll go tell Zayn that he better watch his back. And you can go change or shower or whatever." He gave me a wave and went back outside.

I went upstairs and changed into dry clothes, and when I came back down, there was a huge mess in the kitchen. And the boys were in the middle, having a food fight.

"What is going on here?!" I came in grabbing a pillow off of the couch to try to shield myself.

"Harry started it!" Niall said, pointing at Harry.

"Oh really?" I questioned.

Harry tried to say something but Niall covered his mouth with his hand.

"And you're all gonna clean it up! Because I wasn't apart of this." I told them.

They all groaned, while Louis smirked at me. Then he quickly raised his hand up and blew all the flour that was on it, into my face.

"Ugh Louis! Why can't you guys just behave for once!?" I stomped off and locked myself in my room. Yeah I know, real mature.

After about a half an hour of me sitting in my room, I heard a knock on my door.

"Zoe? Can I come in?" I heard Louis ask.

"No! Leave me alone until you can act your age!" I yelled back at him. I was so mad. I heard him sigh and walk away.

About ten minutes later, I heard another knock on my door.

"What part of leave me alone do you not understand?!"

I heard a muffled voice say, "It's me, Niall."

"And what makes you think that I'm gonna let you in?" I asked through the door.

"Because I'm gonna teach you more on the guitar."

I hesitated, I mean, I really do wanna learn more on the guitar.. I used to take lessons at my first foster home. It was the best foster home I ever had. They were so nice to me and treated me like one of their own. Their whole family! ..But that was the problem, I heard that they wanted to adopt me. And nobody could EVER replace my parents. So I had to leave, that was the first time I ever ran away. And with that, I left behind a chance of having a good home with people that cared for me. I tore myself out of my thoughts to walk over to the door.

I opened the door, "Come in." I said to him.

Niall walked in my room and sat down. "Okay, since I heard you playing Ed Sheeran last night, I know that you already know how to play chords and such so we don't need to go over that. How about I start to teach you another song?"

I nodded. "Okay, sounds good."

So I spent the rest of the afternoon learning how to play A Team on the guitar.

Why is Niall being so nice to me...?

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I've decided that I'm not going to say I'm sorry for not updating in two weeks, life is just crazy ya know? Sorry for the wait, even though very few people make it past the first chapter...

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