Hey guys I know it's a day late, I'm sorry. I need to work on getting my ideas out oof my head and on paper. Anyway here's the chapter! Enjoy!
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*Jessica's P.O.V. *
After Niall left I just kinda l laid sprawled on my bed smiling like an idiot. I mean Niall's a great guy, who wouldn't want to go on a date with him? He's nice, he's sweet and considerate, funny, adorable, muscular, he's attractive, and he's taller than me! So that's a bonus! My daydreams were interrupted by my stomach making some animalistic sound, making me decide to finally get my lazy arse out of bed, and get some food in my stomach. Slipping on my slippers, I climb out of bed and sleepily walk across my room. As I passed my mirror - that I have yet too properly put up instead of jut laying it against the wall, I nearly jumped out of my skin as my reflection caught my eye, scarring the crap out of me. Jesus, I really need to hang that thing! I thought to myself, catching my breath. Pausing to look at myself properly, I noticed some things: 1) I was changed into my pajama pants, 2) I was still wearing Niall's sweatshirt, 3) I didn't change myself, 4) Niall saw my almost naked. Just fucking great. Cause that's not embarrassing or anything. Sighing to myself I realized it could have been worse, and that I was still really hungry. So I continued my journey to the kitchen.
Entering the kitchen, I decided I was really in the mood for waffles. Not the store bought kind, but the fluffy, homemade kind. So I goot out all the stuff and started cooking them. It was kinda quiet and lonely so I turned the radio on and turned it up loud to distract myself from how quiet iit really was. I was in my own little world, singing at the top of my lungs and dancing to every song I knew. I wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors could hear me. Oh well.
I was mixing the batter together when I felt a pair of cold hands on my waist, causing me to scream and drop to the floor in fright.
"Heyyy!" I heard a familiar voice whine, followed by laughter from across the room.
Looking up I saw I had just flung batter all over Jimmy and Tyler was over by the kitchen door recording it all and laughing hysterically.
"Well! That's what you get for sneaking up on someone! How'd you guys get in anyway?" I may have been half asleep, but I remember hearing the lock click into place once Niall locked it when we came home. "I remember Niall locked it last night when he brought me home..." I trailed off in confusion. I got up and went to grab a towel for Jimmy so he could wipe his face.
"Well it was unlocked when we got here." Tyler said shrugging.
"Niall must not have locked it when he left this morning." I said. I slapped a hand over my mouth once I realized I had said that out loud.
"He what?!" they screamed in unison. Man it's scary when they do that!
"He, uh... he stayed the night last night?" I said but it came out more as a question.
At that point Jimmy started chasing me and Tyler just stood there with his mouth hanging open like a fish out of water. He chased me around the island in the kitchen, smacking Tyler as he ran past, causing him to join in the chase. I ran out of the kitchen and into the living room realizing I had just cornered myself.
"Shit." I whispered to myself. Turning around I backed up, trying to create as much space between us as possible.
The boys approached me with evil smirks on their faces, hands spread open. Oh no. That could only mean one thing. In one swift motion they had me tackled to the couch and pinned beneath them.
"You have five seconds to say why he was here." Tyler threatened from his position over my hips, ready to attack my stomach. Jimmy ended up on my legs, his back turned to us, ready to assault my poor feet. Before I could even catch a breath to even answer, my five - which were more like two - seconds were up. They both launched their assault on me, tickling while simultaneously screaming at me to spill. I flailed about, screaming and laughing, trying to get them to stop.
