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Ugh

(Still Niall's POV)

When the cake finally got done "we" ate it. "Now boys you have to be back at the studio at 7am tomorrow." Grace informed. Oh how lovely she is. "And I have a surf lesson." "No bikinis allowed." Harry said. I am just going to keep my mouth shut. "Why not." She asked. "Because it's just weird. All the surf instructors are guys and they will touch your stomach." "That's the only thing I have. And no I am not wearing shorts so you will just have to get over yourself." Well that went well. "Come on Niall. I wanna get away from these annoying boys. And sleep." I rolled my eyes and got up. She grabbed my hand and we walked out of the little living room area. We walked into her room and she plopped on the bed.

"Hey Niall."

She smile and knocks.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?"

"Nope. But I do wanna watch that movie."

And that's what we did. We watched frozen and fell asleep.

****

"Psst Niall." "Fghkah?" "I can't sleep." "Come here." I say still half awake half asleep. I wrap her in my arms and sing to her. I sing little things. I pull the covers cover us as she snuggles her head further into my chest and snores softly.

*6:45 am*

"Niall if you don't get up I am leaving and telling simon the real reason you are going to be late." I shot up. "I'm almost ready." I lied. I scribbled a mini note for Grace and threw on some clothes and put deo in. I also shoved a piece of gum in my mouth and rushed out the door.

"Now boys, five, six, seven, eight." "do we have to do this?" Louis groaned. "Yes now. Go go go." So we started these little dance move things that we do when we walk to our spot. 'Bam' "Oi! lad you ok?" I turn around and see Liam in the floor and bust out laughing.

I'm bored. It's brake and I'm bored. I wonder how Grace is at surf lessons? It wouldn't to hurt to sneak out and see.

Graces POV.

The water is freaking cold. Like really cold. Stupid bikini. "Hello. Are you Grace?" I nod my head at the really attractive guy in front of me with two surf boards. but hey Niall is way cuter. "Shall we get started? My name is Jace." I nod my head as he is tellin me how to strap the thing around my ankle. I did as he said. "Now time to work on balance."

Niall's POV.

He. Is. Touching. Her. Belly. She is wearing a flabbergasting bikini. I mean she looks good, really good, but that's besides the point. She is standing up on the surf bored but once she does she falls. And he laughs and gets height level with her. I leave because I can't take it and see him be all flirty with my girl.

******

"Where where you?" Louis

ask as soon as I walk through the doors. "None of your concern." I snap. "Sorry for asking." We finish up rehearses and go back to the hotel. As we walk in we see Grace with a cup of hot coco in her hands, tear stained face, she's wearing sweats, has her hair wrapped in a towel, and is biting her nails. Not a good sign. "Grace are you okay?" she shakes her head and sips her coffee. "H-he I-i." then the sobs came. I sat by her and rubbed her back. Harry took the coffee and sat it some where other than her hands. "He kissed me!" she finally said. "Who?" Louis voice pops up. "The surf lesson guy." I answer. "And he wouldn't keep his hands off of me." I hugged her tighter. And me and Harry shared a look of 'she

will not be going back to surf lessons.'

***

After Grace fell asleep from crying I carried her to her room thing and placed her in her bed. "Ugghhhhhhhhhh." I groan and plop down, face first, into the couch. "I say us guys go clubbing." "I'm in!"

3 hours later.

Graces pov

I lazily sit up and rub my eyes squinting at my phone screen and all the messages from Liam.

From Liam: to Grace.

I need you to come get us from Tugging Pubbing.

From Liam: to Grace.

Ello love. I'm actually getting drunk. If you don't come get us then we are stuck here. You choose.

I didn't even bother to read the rest. I just got up threw my hair in a messy bun, slipped on some shoes and left the hotel. These boys will be the death of me.