Irish Step Dancing. (6)

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If there's an external link, click it! [the boys at Ryan's dance class. they didn't wear them sockies in the chapter, cause I didn't find the pic until now.]
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The next morning I woke up to someone jumping on my bed. I opened my eyes to see Liam, Niall, and Louis. They were singing The Time To Get Up song.

It's time to get up, in the morning

In the morning

In the morning

Got McDonald's breakfast for you

Just for you

Or any other brand.

We drove two miles to get it

So you better get up and eat it

You don't wanna be a selfish lazy

crazy, girl

Ryan...

So we gotta get up!

Time to get up!

It's time to get up!

It's time to get up!

It's time to get up!

It's time to get up!

It's time to get up!

It's time to...

Shh..

Get up.

It's time..

Dobe doo..

WAKE UP!

Time to get up!

"You did not go out on your own and find a McDonald's AND find your way back." I sighed as I chucked a pillow at Niall.

"You're right, we asked Leona to order it by phone and she went and got it for us." Niall smiled innocently.

"You don't even know what I eat from McDonald's." I said as I grabbed another pillow turned on to my stomach and put the pillow over my head.

One of them grabbed the pillow and smacked me lightly on the ass as they pulled away the covers. "Leona knew already."

"Which one of you fucks touched my ass?" I asked as I looked back at them. "

Guilty as charged." Louis smiled.

"Aye. Them cheeks are gonna be mine!" Niall said as he whacked Louis in the head with the pillow I'd thrown at him.

"Well they aren't yours yet!" I heard Harry say from the door before he did some ninja tuck and roll and ended up on top of me in my bed, with his hands on my ass.

"What the hell." I groaned to myself. "What time is it?"

"Ten." Niall said as he walked over to me, crouched down next to my face and gave me a giant smile.

I tried to bite his nose, but he was too far away and Harry's weight made it impossible for me to move. "HAROLD! GET UP OFF ME!" I barked as I wiggled.

He got up and laughed as he smacked my butt one last time. All of the boys were laughing, besides Zayn, who was still asleep.

"I could have died." I said, sitting up indian style, acting as angry as possible at all of them. I crossed my arms across my chest, turned up my nose, and ignored them as they talked to me

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