Sing Me a Song (one direction fan fic)

Don't wake me up.

Hey guys! heres the second chappie! let me know what yall think! Dedication because she was the very first comment! thanks for letting me know what you think! enjoy!<3 gabs

**Evelyn's POV**

As soon as Ari saw her cousin her face lit up. It was good to see her happy again, but I was stuck standing there akwardly. I was shuffling my feet trying to look out of the way, when Ari's cousin turned to me.

"I'm Gemma," she said, sticking out her hand, "You must be Evelyn!"

I smiled, "Yeah that's me."

We watched Ari skipp to the suitcases. She kept looking around her and giggling. Every person that passed her she piped a goodmorning to. When she saw the stormy skies, I swear, she jumped five feet into the air, clapping her hands.

"She's mental," I said, shaking my head.

Gemma laughed, but turned serious when she looked at me and said, "Thank you."

"For?"

"Looking out for her," Gemma said, looking back at Ari, "I know its going to be hard on her, being here. Its good to know she has a friend like you to lean on if I'm not around."

Smiling, we linked arms and pulled Ari along before she broke something in her excitement. She squealed when the cold air hit us. She's insane. I did the normal thing and yelled at the clouds for crying. We dashed (well Gemma and I did while the nut job danced) to the car and threw our luagge into the trunk and backseat. Then we started our roadtrip to Holmes Chapel.

**Ariala's POV**

About three hours, five trips to starbucks, and countless stories later we finally pulled into the drive. Gemma was going back to her appartment to sleep, so Evie got her room and I got the one next to it. I mumbled a sleepy hello to my aunt who was knocked out on the couch and dragged my stuff into the room. It was quite nice. It had a large king sized bed, light blue walls, and a big window. It was too dark to see much of anything else, so I put my stuff in a corner and floped into bed. A few seconds later I was out to the world.

A few hours later, a half-asleep me heard a voice say, "Ahh! It's good be back!"

"I know but I'm exhaughsted so lets go to sleep before Mum wakes up. I want to surprise her."

All of a sudden, I felt someone jump on the bed. Even better? They jumped right on top of me. Who ever it was, was muscular, tall, and super heavy. Curls were flopped all over my face. We both yelled at the same time, and I successfuly shoved the creeper off of me and onto the floor. The light flicked on and I saw a boy with bright blue eyes and a striped shirt standing shocked at the door way. The fattie who jumped on me was sprawled on the floor. He had dark curly hair that flopped over his green eyes. The eyes that looked like mine.

I narrowed my glare at him and spat, "HARRY! WHAT THE HELL!"

"Who are you and why are you in Harry's bed?" the striped boy asked when Harry just looked up at me.

"Ariala?" Harry finally said.

"Yeah! Who else do you think it is you dumbo!"

He snapped out of his shock and glared back at me, "What the bloody hell are you doing in my bed!"

"Well obviously not sleeping. Since your fattie body almost crushed me!" I shot back at him.

He smirked, "Look who turned American."

I flopped back against the pillows, crossing my arms, "Well that's what happens when you live there for ten years."

"You couldn't have stayed back in the states?" he pouted, so I threw a pillow at his face.