The Catch | Zayn Malik

The Catch. ; Chapter 13.

13:

"It smells," Blythe started as she stepped into the condo, close behind Harry's heel. Sticking her prudent nose high into the air, she sniffed around quietly until she could figure out the scent. "Pasta!" She chirped out, following Harry as he walked down the entrance hallway and into the open kitchen and living room. There, Blythe could see that Liam and Niall were slaving away behind the stovetop, their arms frantically moving as they were cooking the desired meal.

"How is the cooking going?" Harry asked, circling Blythe and rounding the island as he made his way between the two lads cooking. Clapping a hand on Liam's back, Liam stepped away as Harry slightly bowed his head into the pot, his large nostrils flaring. With the steam carrying scent rising in the air, Harry nodded his curly head of approval and stepped back, snatching Niall's wooden spoon away from his grasp.

"Niall! What're you doing? You're suppose to mix the ingredients together, not just toss them around the bowl." Harry playfully scolded Niall, as he bumped his hip out of the way and took the job in his own matters. Niall shrugged and spun around to see Blythe's smiling face a little away from him.

"Blythe! You're here!" He exclaimed in his thick Irish accent. Blythe nodded and waved merely, only to be greeted by a tight and friendly bear hug. As Niall crushed his chest in with Blythe's face, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders as she did the same to his waist. Happily swaying wildly from side to side, they finally broke apart looking up at eachothers faces.

Liam spun around as well as he heard Blythe's name being mentioned, and the bright happiness of her voice echoing through the condo. "Hi Blythe!" Liam smiled, waving at her as she playfully waved back. Feeling a heavy pat on his bum coming from Harry, he spun back around and clapped Harry on the head, then turned his attention towards the boiling pasta.

"How've you been Niall?" Blythe asked as they both made their way to the couch. Plopping down tiredly beside Niall, he tapped the remote and the telly came blaring out colours, as well as various voices behind heard.

"Been doing great! Just hanging with the lads and running errands, nothing massive." He replied, his eyes glancing at Blythe often as he was speaking to her. Blythe nodded her head, sneaking a glance at him before her eyes being glued on the telly.

Suddenly, a very loud clutter of noise started coming from the hallway of Harry's and Louis's condo, which made all heads turn. The lads all shrugged their shoulders and went back to whatever they're doing, as if it weren't a big deal, but the noise kept on going. With Blythe the only one curious and slightly confused, a door from the hallway opened loudly, making Blythe's heart jump a few beats before beating back to normal. Louis came sprinting out, sporting a comfortable pair of grey sweats and a red striped shirt, matched with a red beanie. His eyes averted all around the room before making a double take on Blythe. Afraid of what was about to happen next, Blythe tensed up quickly as her visions came true. Louis slid out from the hallway and down into the living room, running like a madman towards Blythe. Tensing up even more, Louis tripped over his own flimsy feet and was sent flying a few feet and over the arm of the couch, right onto Blythe and Niall. As Louis's body came crushing down on Blythe, Niall made sure to lean out of the way as he was used to Louis's actions. Watching Blythe being crumpled under the body weight of Louis, Niall snickered in amusement.

"Hi Blythe!" Louis shouted obnoxiously, which created a gritted smile on Blythe's teeth in both pain and amusement. Slightly wiggling to get herself out of Louis's grasp, Louis used his elbows to get up, in which resulted Blythe in more pain.

"Ah! Right on the bladder Lou, right on the bladder." Blythe winced as she tried to lift Louis up, but seeing as Louis weighed a good forty to fifty more pounds than her, brought her to a disadvantage. Hearing her cry, Louis rolled off from Blythe and Niall onto the ground where no harm would be done. Hopping back up from the fluffy carpet, he squished himself between Niall and Blythe, swinging his arms around them both.