My Only Angel::Harry Styles

5

*Olivia's POV*
It was Sunday morning, which was my off day, so i was even happier waking up at noon. I had gotten a good night's sleep and was ready for the day that lay ahead of me. I yawned, sitting up to stretch my arms and legs. I then got out of bed and made myself a cup of tea before taking a seat on my sofa and flipping on my favorite tv show, Friends. I peacefully watched until my mobile began ringing. I reached over to the coffee table in front of me and grabbed it, picking the phone up without checking who it was.

"Hello?" I asked into the phone, expecting a random business voice to respond asking if i was interested in a certain (irrelevent) product of theirs. Instead, a very familiar voice answered.

"Hey Livi." Fiona mumbled into the phone, groaning shortly after.

"What's up with you?" I asked trying to hold in my laughter and be considerate.

"I'm so fuckin tired. Come and get me out of bed, we can go out somewhere." She responded. I could almost see her rubbing her tired eyes in her bed.

"Fiona... i don't know..." I hesitantly answered, not sure what to say. I wasn't really up to go out somewhere, but maybe chill for the day. I needed a break to escape from work and everything else going on in my life.

"C'mon, Liv. We never go out anymore, and i miss our nights out. Please? I need this!" Fiona insisted, finally persuading me. She just had this way with words, where everything she said sounded so confident and sure. You couldn't say no after she asked more than once. It was universally impossible.

"Okay... fine. But we have work at 8:00am tomorrow, so we can't stay out too late." I caved, feeling very defeated as i prepared for Fiona to freak out due to her very extra excitement. I know it was probably very lame of me, but i mentally set a curfew for 10:30pm. Not too late, not too early. I knew that if Fiona stayed out later than that she wouldn't get up tomorrow, so i felt like it was a decent time. I had to be the grown-up in certain situations, when Fiona was ready to party. She didn't really have anyone else to discipline her and keep her in check, so she's lucky she has me.

"Yes! Thanks Livi, i'll pick you up at 7:00pm." She stated, rather than questioned.

"No problem, Fi. See ya then!" I hung up, setting my phone back on the table before taking another sip of my tea. Certainly i had enough time to run some errands before Fiona comes to pick me up. It was only 12:15pm! So i finished my tea and got up to get dressed and head out somewhere to eat breakfast.

*Harry's POV*
"Louis, get the fuck off of me before i punch you!" I screamed at him trying to push him off. The boys and i were in the living room of Liam's flat as we got ready for the day that awaited us. Liam was talking to Paul about grown-up stuff that us three couldn't care less about, Niall was on his mobile texting someone, and Louis was putting all of his weight on me while i sat on the couch trying my hardest to escape him. Instead of responding to my request, via words, he chuckled and stayed put.

"Louis!" I shouted pushing harder this time. Finally, i got him off of me and he fell to the carpeted floor with a thud.

"Ow! Haz! What was that for?!" He asked getting up and rubbing his bum. I laughed in disbelief and my eyebrows shot up to my hairline.

"What do you mean? 'What was that for?!' That's a bunch of bullshit, Lou." I rolled my eyes and stood up to defend myself and make my argument stronger/more powerful. Instead of fighting back, Louis shrugged and stole my spot on the couch. Then he shot a huge grin back up at me.

"Unbelievable." I looked down at him, unamused at his childish actions. I simply chose the more mature way out, and sat across the room for him in a blue cushioned recliner. Louis laughed at me and we sat there in silence for a few moments before Louis broke it, per usual.