The Irish Boy

Chapter Four

 Bolding means that theres a flashback

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  I woke up in an unfamiliar room, it took me a moment to figure out where I was, *After we let Niall up he started complaining that he was hungry, typical Niall, so we ordered a pizza and talked for a little bit. Zayn came in the room with a couple of beer in each hand.

  "Anyone want one?" he asked. Louis and Harry both took one but Liam, because it's dangerous for him, refused, and Niall said he just didn't want one.

  "How about you Sam? Want one?" I shook my head, I wasn't big on drinking and I definitely wouldn't drink beer if I was.

  By the time we realized what time it was Louis was to far gone to drive as was Harry and the other lads didn't know how to drive so I ended up sleeping on the couch*

  I checked my phone to see what time it was and saw that mom had called twice and messaged me a ton of times. Ughh I thought, I was going to have to call her when it got light outside. Even though it was the middle of the night I was feeling hungry so with a grunt I got up and went to the kitchen. 

  When I opened the fridge I couldn't believe how much food was in there, but then again this was Niall's kitchen.

  I took out enough stuff to make a decent sandwich and went to work. What I didn't know was that Niall was sitting at the table eating his own sandwich. That is I didn't know until he cleared his throat.

  "HOLY MOTHER OF" I exclaimed, "Goodness Niall, did you want to scare me to death?" holding my hand to my chest as if I had a heart attack, but he just laughed.

  "What are you doing up at 4:30 A.M?" he asked, What? I thought, it's that late? I must not of seen the time when I checked my phone.

  "Well I woke up and was hungry so I decided to go raid your fridge, which by the way has an amazingly amount of food in it." I said not bothering to keep the awe out of my voice. He beamed at the compliment and I could have sworn I heard him mutter "my kind of women.." "Wait!" I said, and he stopped with his sandwich frozen halfway to his mouth. "What are you doing up at 4:30?"

  "Same as you, I woke up hungry and wanted to get something to eat, so here I am." he replied holding up his own sandwich.

  "Hungry minds think alike," I said. He chuckled and we finished our food in a comfortable silence before going back to bed or in my case couch.

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 I woke up later to the sounds of people whispering. It sounded like it was coming from behind the couch so I strained my ears to try and hear.

  "On three we jump over the couch and wake her up," said a voice that sounded a lot like Louis'.

  "OK" said another's that sounded like Harry's. I figured that they must be trying to get me back from the pool incident yesterday.

  However I didn't really relish the idea of being squished again so I decided to trick them. As quietly and quickly as I could I slid of the side of the couch and hid behind the arm of it. I heard Louis count to three and when I knew they had landed on the couch I slipped behind it waiting for the perfect opportunity to surprise them again.

  "What? where'd she go Harry?" asked a confused Louis.

  "I don't know mate, she was here a moment ago" replied Harry. I took this as my cue and jumped over the back of the couch to land on top of them. "What's up guys?" I asked trying to be nonchalant. Harry jumped and Louis cursed, and rather loudly at that.