Blaire's POV:
I woke up like a person who's waking from a coma; slowly, and then with a start.
Walking towards the kitchen, I jumped as I saw a 191 centimeter lump on my couch.
Oh yeah.
Memories of last night crept into my mind, and I remembered suddenly why Harry was still here.
Sighing, I decided to make him some tea. Maybe the smell would wake him up and get him off my couch.
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"Good morning," he said gruffly as he stumbled into the kitchen. I handed him his tea as he wiped sleep from his eyes.
"Did you call Louis last night? To tell him?" I asked.
He nodded, taking a sip.
"How did he take the news?"
"He was ok, I think. Bothered, but ok," he answered.
It was my turn to nod. "The fans should be gone by now, if you wanna go see him. Maybe surprise him in bed or something, that would be wicked cool."
He raised his eyebrows. "Wicked?"
I waved him off. "It's a New England thing," I told him.
"Damn Americans with their new expressions." He mumbled, making me laugh.
"Let's go, I'm sick of seeing your face," I joked, putting my tea in the sink.
"Alright. We'll, I mean, thanks I guess, for letting me stay and like, not freaking out on me about the fans and shit. So uh...yeah. Bye...?" He said, while putting on his coat, grabbing his keys.
I nodded. "Thanks for not peeing on my couch, loser. See ya soon."
He shut the door behind him.
Ahhh, alone time.
I grabbed some movies and put in a package of popcorn, ready for a day in.
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I was in the middle of my second movie, Dear John, when I heard a knock on the door.
"Coming!" I yelled out, getting my bum off the couch.
If this was a Pap or a fan I swear to god...
"Niall?"
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"Ok, ok, so would you rather lick peanut butter off a hobos foot, or drink pickle juice out of his urine cup? Unwashed urine cup, may I add," Niall asked.
It turns out, he was bored and wanted to "hang," as he put it.
Weirdo.
"Easy, peanut butter."
"Why?"
"Cuz peanut butter tastes good. Maybe he just swam in the lake or something, you never know. Feet aren't so bad, I guess," I said, shrugging.
"Feet aren't so bad, eh?" He said. "Would you eat off of my foot then?" He said, leaning in closer.
"After you shower, silly," I replied, tapping his nose.
He scrunched up his face, pulling back, but he ended up toppling over on his back, laying on the couch. Of course, he had to have his hands gripping my wrists, so I was pulled down as well.
I started laughing, before noticing how close we were. I felt his heart through the silence, and it was faster than normal.
But I couldn't.
"What about you?" I whispered. "Would you eat off of my foot?" I asked giggling.
He smirked.
"Of course, but only to tickle you," he said, sitting up, the moment passed.
Good.
"What movie are we watching again?" He asked as I rolled my eyes.
"Well, for the THIRD TIME, we are watching Footloose."
"Well, I'm SO SORRY I have a bad memory," he replied, pushing my off the couch.
"Owwww," I groaned, because landing on your ass is not a good feeling.
Like, at all.
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"You realize it's 2 am, right?" I asked, yawning.
Niall looked down at me, amused.
"I do now."
I pushed his chest. "Do you wanna just sleep over, instead of driving home at two in the morning? You can sleep on the couch, that's where Harry stayed."
He sat up. "Harry stayed here?" He questioned.
I nodded. " yeah, Paps and fans totally surrounded the place, and he couldn't get out. So he stayed."
I watched Niall visibly relax as he laid down, placing his feet on my face.
"Oh god help me," I pleaded, as I shoved his feet off, and stood up to head to bed.
I heard the smile in Niall's voice as he said "goodnight, Blue."
"Blue?"
"Yep. I'll explain another time babe. Get some sleep," he said, turning off the lamp.
Blue?
.
.
.
Babe?
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Author's note: dear lord help me I have so much homework
Ok so umm kinda a filler but oh well and moRE THAN 900 READS ARE YOU GUYS CRAZY
A couple things:
1. If you follow me (concluding none of you) you would know that I just started another story called "Maps" and it's a Harry story and not 1D and yeah
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FanfictionBlaire likes things thick. Her pancakes are thick; her maple syrup is thick; her hair is thick; her glasses are thick; even her thoughts are thick. Niall likes things thin. His guitar pick; his walls; the ice he's standing on with his girlfriend...
