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Not the James i know (part one)

Niall's POV

"Grace it's me Ni." I knocked. "Uh one one moment." I heard sink water being shut off and a drawer being shut. "Okay." I opened her door and she was just sitting on her bed adjusting her glasses. "I didn't know you wore glasses?" it came out more if a question than a statement. "Yeah but I hate them so much. And then I like them at times but I wouldn't be caught dead in front if a guy with out make up on air contacts in."

She motioned to her glasses face, messy messy messy bun, and a make up free zone. "Wait.." she then ducked her head under the really pretty blue duvet. "Hey you okay?" "asfksgk." "huh?" I lifted the duvet up "hey I'm not going to judge you honestly your beautiful." She stopped fiddling with her hands and looked at me. Note to self DO NOT BE FLIRTY WITH HER SHE DOESNT LIKE YOU. I have to brake this tension. "So how was your may I say 'date' with James?" Her pink plush lips formed into a huge smile. "Well it was amazing. He asked me to be his girlfriend! ahhhh!" "congrats." I fake the smile while she hugs me and is bouncing up and down. I mean who wouldn't like her? amazing personality, great smile and nice body. "He tried to kiss me, but I haven't been kissed before and I'm nervous and don't know how." "Maybe I could teach you?" I blurt while she gives me an uneasy look. Then I burst into (fake, uneasy) laughter. And she joins. That was close. "Niall, Grace, FOOD!" We both shot up. "Race ya." I bet. We started and were pretty even the while way until I heard 'oof' "Niall ugh." I stop dead and turn to look at grace. oh no. Ew. Her foot gross. "Come here." I picked her up while she tried to choke sobs back into my chest. I couldn't help but feel the sensation spread through me.

Now walking into the kitchen a way different story. "What the heck Niall." "I-I tripped on something on the stairs." She hiccups. "I-it hurts." Another hiccup as her cries lower down. "Put her in the van. Louis call James and tell him the news. Harry call mum and dad. I'll grab the keys. Leave Zayn asleep." Liam orders as I walk out side onto the sun rising. I open the car door and slide into the seat while Louis and Harry have phones to their ears and Liam coming out and hopping in. Soon the phone talkies get in. "James is on his way." "Mum and Dad said she needs to stay off of it for a while and that they love you grace." I feel her nod while her arms are still slightly tightened around my neck.

James POV

Hurry hurry hurry. I throw on a shirt and shove some pants on my bare legs. "Where are you going?" Crap forgot about any in my bed. "To buy some cigarets." She nods and bundles into the duvet. I tip toe down my stairs and go out into the sun rising. I get into my car and zoom off. I pull in and park into a space close to the doors and rush in. "Hi uh is Grace Styles here?" "yes sir room 101." I nod and mumble a thank you. "Harry is she okay?" "yeah she just broke her ankle."

Harry's POV

I swear James haves lip stick on or chap stick. And it looks like he has sex hair. Unless it always looks like that? "You may come in now." James shoves me practically on the ground. They haven't been going out a day yet and can't love with out each other. Lovely. "James. Hey." "Hey babe. You okay?" she nods her head. "What's going on with your hair man?" Niall laughs. "Oh uh-h ya know sleep hair." Niall shrugs and just had the blondest moment in his entire life. We talked for a few more minutes. "Hey I got to go run to the store. Text ya later." "Byeee." she waves as he leaves through the door. "Louis your on it." "Directive at your servos." We chuckle to make it look like we're being our normal 'teenage' selfs.