Chapter 14

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A/N: All credit goes to EmilyMay8J GO READ HER FANFIC IT'S THE BEST http://www.wattpad.com/story/1353211-behind-her-masks Also thank you everyone for reading! Please comment/vote/fan if you like it, I'd love to know who I'm updating for!

*Tiffany's POV*

"Should we wake her?" I ask, stifling a giggle.

"Niall's going to flip guys" Liam adds.

"She looks so cute! Like a...kitten!" Louis squeals and Eleanor laughs at him.

"Ironic, Lou" El says.

"What're you guys doing?" an Irish voice interjects us, and we all stand straight, crowding around Cat so Niall can't see her. I scratch the back of my neck awkwardly and Niall pushes through us and looks down at Cat asleep on the couch. He looks concerned at first, then his face breaks into a huge grin. "Property of Niall Horan, really?" he asks and we all nod.

"Handiwork of Haz!" I say loudly and push Harry towards Niall, incidentally he's still holding the marker, making him look even guiltier. He chucks the marker over his shoulder and smiles cheekily, cocking his head.

"I leave to get snacks," he holds up the bag as evidence, "for FIVE minutes, and you attack her," he shakes his head, "you don't get any snacks, you guys, now wake her up." Niall walks into the kitchen. Everyone backs off, leaving me standing nearest to Cat.

"Don't make me do it!" I squeak. They all nod and run into the kitchen. I look down at my best friend and laugh. She's got 'Property of Niall Horan' written on her chest where her tank top has exposed skin, two arrows pointing at her boobs. I take a deep breath and shake her arm. "Cat, Hun, wake up. We're going to watch movies!" I say happily. I decide to not tell her, she'll have to figure it out on her own. She sits up and blinks a few times.

"Sorry, Tiff." she murmurs and stands, straightening her outfit. "Where's everyone else?" She asks and I gesture to the kitchen. She grins and pushes her hair out of her face. She walks into the kitchen, me behind her. When everyone looks at her, I motion for them not to tell her and Louis laughs absurdly. She doesn't see anything wrong with it, though, because he's such a nut.

"I don't want to watch movies, lets play a game!" Eleanore suggests and Danielle agrees happily. We all walk out into the living area again, carrying snacks, and situate, piling on top of each other and on the floor. Niall and Cat sit on the floor, her between his legs. Zayn sits alone on the couch, since he ditched his date rudely back when we were getting in the car from the restaurant. Liam and Danielle sit in the little chair. Louis and El sit on the couch with Zayn, and Haz and I sit on the floor near Niall and Cat.

"I'LL GO FIRST!" Louis screams and smirks at me cheekily, "one word to describe Harry!" he demands me.

"Cheeky." I say immediately and he smirks over at me.

"I'll go!" Harry pipes up and looks at Cat, determination on his face. He decides to follow suit with Louis and says "One word to describe Niall?" Cat blurts out,

"Sexy" and blushes, pressing her fist to her mouth and stifling laughter. We play games like this for a while, back and forth, then Liam has the bright idea to play Hide and go Seek. Danielle is it.

"60, 59, 58..." she counts and Harry jumps up, grabbing my hand. He leads me into his bedroom, and before I can get a good look around he opens his closet and shoves me in, then climbs in behind me, pulling the doors shut.

"Harold Edward  Styles!" I whisper loudly, fake anger in my voice, "that is no way to treat a lady! Throwing her around all willy nilly like that!" he shrugs and grins cheekily. I rest my head on his shoulder and get comfortable. Eventually I end up in his lap, falling asleep to him whispering to me about his hometown. ***

When I wake up I'm in Harry's bed. I grab my phone and check the time, it's nearly 2 AM, and he's nowhere to be seen. I pull up Twitter and scroll through the tweets. I see a particular post from Harry and my cheeks flame. It read; 'In a closet with @TiffMarie. She's a cutie, alright!' I had a fangirl moment, laughing and smiling to myself in pure happiness.

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