Knocking on my Door

Chapter 12

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One more thing: In chapter 6, I mentioned Angel having dark hair with light highlights, I actually meant: light hair with dark highlights! :)

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That night, I lied in bed with a paper and pen in hand, scribbling down what I overheard could mean. It was a sickness, OK? If I don't at least try to figure it out, I won't be able to sleep, eat or breath!! Metaphorically speaking. I put the pen in the paper, but nothing comes out. Not because the pen doesn't work, but because I don't know why having these boys around would ruin our lives. However, should I really let them stick around long enough to find out?

I sigh and put the paper and pen away. I rest my head on my soft pillow and pull my covers over my head. I can't tell them to go without an excuse, not after I said they could stay.

Morning came soon enough, with me  getting a few hours of sleep and a throbbing head. I go downstairs and get a icepack, resting it on my head. When Jerome came to go running, I ran to the door. Not because I wanted to go running, but because I need a friend right now. After all, the only person I trust to tell is Jerome. The only bit I'm dreading is, if he says: 'I told you so'.

"Hey-- Ooo what happened, Sweetheart?", he says, looking at me. Without even looking at myself, I could tell that that I looked awful.

"I didn't get any sleep," I say, honestly. He looks at me as if scanning me.

"What's on your mind?", he finally says, stepping in. That was just typical Jerome. He never really needed an invitation, also that he could tell what was happening without a second glance. Although, sometimes a good thing, could be bad when it comes to you. I blame the parents.

I lock the door and go into the kitchen, immediately heating the kettel to make coffee. I turn to him and his eyes are narrowed and he's scanning me, again. I bite my lips, debating on telling him.

"C'mon Princess, spill it!", I scowled at him for calling me Princess. I had gained that nickname years back when I first met him. When I was eight and demanded that he'd say sorry for (purposely) bumping into me. Though that memory made me laugh, I hated that nickname.

I take the two cups of coffee and sit down on the chair across from him, handing him a cup. I take a deep breath and let it out. I tell him everything about the conversation.

"Since when did you go so snoopy, huh?", he joked. I stick my tongue out at him. "I told you so.", he said going serious again. "I told you, they'll get you in trouble!", I rolled my eyes.

"OK! Now can u tell me what to do?", I ask him, a little annoyed.

"Kick 'em out!", he shrugs.

"I can't just 'kick 'em out'," I say, quoting his words. "I already said they could stay!". He sighs, mumbling something to himself.

"Fine, let them stay but if they try something, kick 'em out!", he replied. I sigh, his dislike of the boys would only bring one thing to his mind; kicking them out.

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"I'll be back before dark!", she says, closing the door behind her as she goes out.

"Can you stay till she comes back?", I ask Jerome, as soon as Danny leaves. His eyes narrow and he smirks.

"Why--?", he drags the word, knowing I don't want to be alone with the guys. I give him my best 'you're dead' look. He laughs, opening his arms for a hug. I fold my arms and look away, trying to hold a grudge. He comes in anyway and squeezes me... without my permission. After a few seconds, I give in and hug him back.

"Now that's my Angel!", he said, ruffling my hair. I laugh and sip my coffee.

"Have any breakfast?", Jerome asks, after a moment of silence.

"Well, Liam usually makes it with Louis...", I trail off, when I hear Liam and Louis coming in.

"Speak of the devils," Jerome says, a sneer forming on his lips. I give him a grave look.

"Hey Angel," Liam and Louis mumble, heading straight for the cupboard to take out the pancake mix.

"Hey Who-ever-you--", Louis starts but Jerome interrupts him, saying his name.

"So Jerome, are you going to be having breakfast with us?", Liam asks, jolly again.

"Actually--", I interrupt Jerome.

"Yea, he is.", I say to Liam. I look at him, begging with my eyes. This always works. He said so himself that he can't deny me anything. Peggy thinks it's because he likes me, but I firmly said no when she mentioned it. I mean, of coarse he would have made a move by now. I have known him since I was a child.

***

Jerome's attitude towards them didn't get any better. While talking to them, he'd always have a sarcastic tone. I was a little embarrassed and nearly felt sorry for asking him over. He probably saw this on my face because he sent me an apologetic look, followed by a small bit of improvement.

"So was Angie always this mature," Harry asks. I gape at him. Wrong question to ask Jerome, but to my surprise, he's quiet calm.

***

Soon Danny comes back and Jerome stays back for a dinner of subways.

"OK!!", Louis screams, "Game time!", he jumps in on the couch beside me. We decied on Truth or dare after a bit of arguing. I get an empty soda bottle from the kitchen and put it between a circle, sitting down beside my sister. Louis spins it. It stops on Harry.

"Hazza! Truth or dare?", Niall asks.

"Um... truth!", Harry says, smiling at me for some strange reason.

"Who do you think is hotter," Niall says, "Louis or me?". Is this really a typical boy question?

"Um... You!", Harry says, sending Niall dancing. The bottle is spun again and this time it lands on me. Great.

"Angie!", Louis says, grinning evilly. "Truth or Dare?",

"Truth..." , I say, dreading it. He laughs evilly.

"Would you rather kiss Harry or Liam," he asks. My eyes widened. Would I rather kiss Harry or Liam?

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