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05. Spilled.

Caitlyn's POV.

"Fire! Fire! Fiiiire!" I heard Harry, shouting with a mega phone. What the fudge? I got up from my bunk and went to the living room.

"Where? How? What?" I yelled, little bit panic. I mean, how could you not panic? You're on fire!

Harry is just standing there with his megaphone and the other boys are just sitting there, silent. Suddenly, Niall burst out laughing, along with the other boys.

"What the hell, Styles?!" I yelled.

"I was jus-"

I interrupted him by attacking him and we fell to the floor. I'm on top of him now, both hands are on his chest and our face were close. Too close. I heard the boys "awwed". We stay for a moment, I stare at his eyes. It's so beau-

My thoughts were interrupted when Niall suddenly say, "Enough." In a serious tone.

"Let's go pack up." He continued as he walked to his bunk.

"Where are we going?" I asked Louis.

"We don't have a concert tonight, it's our break." Louis explain, smiling.

"Oh." I said and I packed up my things.

Niall's POV.

Harry planned to prank Caity. He go grab a megaphone from Paul. And Harry started yelling "Fire! Fire! Fire!" Caitlyn came quickly to the living room. "That waked her up." I mumbled. Panic was all over her face, then she realized there wasn't any fire. She got pissed off and she ran over Harry and tackled him to the floor.

Caitlyn was on top of Harry, they got eye to eye contact and their faces were so close, I mean really close. I'm starting to get uncomfortable. "Enough. Let's go pack up." I said as I walked up to my bunk. Am I jealous or something? What? No, Niall. This is a pure shit. I can't be jealous. I packed my things and went outside the tour bus.

Caitlyn's POV.

We got into the hotel and Paul booked us our room. "Guys, you only get 3 rooms." Paul said.

"So, two people for each room?" Louis asked, holding his bags.

"Absolutely." Paul smiled at us.

They looked at each other.

"I get to sleep with Liam." Zayn said while smirking.

"I get the curly boy." Louis grinned.

"What about me?" Niall asked.

"You get to sleep with Caitlyn." Zayn smiled. Oh boy.

"Why her?" Niall asked, eyebrows rose.

"Why you don't like her?" Zayn smirked.

"Excuse me? I am standing right here." I interrupted them.

Obviously, I'm listening to their conversation. The four lads left and went to their rooms. That leaves me and Niall alone, in the hallway. Urgh! We're sharing the same room I know it'll be awkward. He opened the door and came in. What's wrong with him, again? He doesn't even bother to talk to me. I followed him inside. I saw him sitting at the end of the bed.

"What's wrong?" I broke the silence.

He shook his head. He stand up, got some clothes and directly went to the bathroom. What the fuck was that?

Twenty minutes later, Niall came out of the bathroom wearing a blue polo and a black jeans.

"I'm going out." Niall said while wearing his supras.