Tied.

Chapter 11*. Full House.

*Smutty;))*

I was awoken by the sound of thumping music and loud laughter,

I rubbed my eyes and yawned looking at the digital clock beside me, 3am.

Oh how fucking lovely.

I tried my best to go back to sleep but I just couldnt, I was wide awake and too distracted by the acsessive beats of the music blaring downstairs.

Is Harry throwing a fucking house party or someshit?!

I grogilly got out of bed and padded across the room towards his drawers I pulled out one of his jumpers and put it on, this house is so fucking cold. I headed towards the stairs and seen the mess the 'nicly decorated' house was now in.

"Harry." I whisper-yelled down the stairs, not wanting to enter the most-likely drunken mess.

"Harry!" I called once more a little louder.

Still no reply or any sign of movement in the hallway at all. I decided to go down and find the source of my annoyance. I slightly opened the living room door and was about to poke my head in and see when my waist was grabbed, I swiftly spun around and looked at the figure holding me.

"Niall?" I said over the music coming from the next room.

"Heeeey there Alice."

Oh for fuck sakes. Mentally facepalming right now.

"Get off me weirdo." I said pushing the intoxicated fool off me and walking into the living room to see all heads turning to me.

Awkward.

I looked around the messy and smokey room, the horribly heavy smell of alcohol drifting the air, blunts on the table bottles.. well everywhere. And drunk people everywhere.

Great, the ganghouse gets ambushed so Harry throws a party wow well done.

"Harry you fucking retard I cant sleep!" I yelled at him once spotted.

"Awhh! poor baby cant sleep." One of the drunks said.

"Harry just turn the music down." I complained.

He went to the stereo and..

Of course turned it fucking up. Yeah, i'm the impossible one.

"Oh just forget it you worthless piece of shit." I yelled at him and stormed off to the kitchen. Passing the unconcious Niall on the way.

I opened up the cabnet and took out a glass, filled it with water and sat on the kitchen table. I set it down and just stared at it.

I'm not even thirsty.. it was just a human reaction to get something to eat or drink when your bored.

"Or cant sleep!" I yelled in well knowing they cant hear me. From where I was I could just bearly see Niall on the floor, he was twisting and turning on the floor, quite a lot actually.. He's probably dreaming about being a worm or something.

Stupid weirdo.

I chuckled to myself remembering how he called me Alice. Who the fuck is Alice? In wonderland? I giggled once more but immediatly stopped when I heard a wince of pain, I looked at Niall again but this time he was lying on his stomach with both hands on his head, Thats when I noticed the broken vase on the floor the water everywhere and a single rose next to Nialls head,

Thats when I realized he must have bumped into the counter and knocked the vase. I rushed over to him and knelt down beside him.

"Shit, Niall are you okay?!" I gasped trying to pry his hands away to see if he was bleeding.