... And Fall Into My Arms Instead *One Direction*

Chapter 13

Dedicated to my Moll-doll. Because she's there for me. and she gets it.

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After lunch, Claire's phone rang, and What Makes You Beautiful started playing. The boys started smiling, and then sung at the top of their lungs. They had just gotten to "Don't need make-up - to cover up," when a red-faced Claire located her phone.  

"Hello?" 

"Oh, hi Dad." She shot me a look, and mouthed. *Shoot* 

"Oh, it's Wednesday already.... um, wow, I didn't notice." 

"Okay." She said sadly. "I'll head out in the next hour." She shot me a very unhappy look.  

"Love you too." She said quietly, before hanging up. I sighed, and looked around. What was I going to do with this group without her? Dani was the first to give her a hug. 

"We are going to miss you SO much!" She cried. She smiled, and everyone rushed in to hug her. I smiled at Claire.  

"Want help packing?" Harry asked. She nodded gratefully. When they had gone upstairs, I turned to the group. 

"What, no dog-pile rule for them?" I whined. They looked around confusedly. "Oh come on! Don't tell me you haven't noticed!" They exchanged glances, but Dani smirked at me.  

"Thank you!" She exclaimed to me, before looking pointedly at Liam, "Told you!" The boys looked at each other skeptically.  

"Follow me." I said, walking up the stairs. I shushed the boys, and we crept up to the room Claire had dumped her stuff in. I burst through the door, to see Claire and Harry jump apart. Dani and I collapsed in giggles, and Claire blushed bright red. Well good, it was about time someone else had to blush. I gave Claire a knowing smile, and then turned to Niall. He gave me a devious smile.  

"Dog-pile on the lovebirds then!" Niall screamed. Liam, Zayn, Dani, Niall and I sprinted to jump on Harry and Claire. Louis, bemoaning the loss of his lover (i.e. Harry) walked over, and sat on the pile, and Zach just leaned against the doorway, confused. Niall and Zayn's arms created a little window framing Zach's confusion, and I thought I should explain.  

"It's a tradition, just go with it." I tried to say. Only, when your face is stuck to your best friend's back, it comes out like, "Iw a twadighin, bus loh wif iw." Zach shrugged, and joined the pile.  

"Oway, oway! Geroff meh." Harry yelled, after a minute; his face must be squished too. We laughed, then climbed off. Claire glared up at me.  

"You. Squished. Me." She said, and we all laughed. She finished packing, and Harry got her phone number (Of course,). I promised to give him the rest of her info, because she was so late, and her dad was pretty strict about times.  

"Get out of here Clairdy-Cat!" I yelled after about the millionth hug. She laughed, and climbed into her car, winking at Harry. She was about half-way down the block when "I Want," by the boys started playing. They chuckled, and I shook my head. Ugh! I missed that girl already.  

I decided to make tacos for dinner, and Harry helped me.  

"So...... How long have you guys been, um... expressing interest in each other?" Good, one Addison. Could that have been more awkwardly phrased? 

"Well, actually since last night, about the same time you and Niall sneaked back into the house." He said, quirking an eyebrow. I blushed and concentrated on the tomato I was murdering. He laughed and called called everyone in for dinner. When everyone but Dani and Liam had assembled we started dinner.