Long Lost Brother

Chapter 8: Dress Up

"Awww they look so cute! Little HazzaBear and SerenaBuns!" a high pitched voice said in a silly manner.

I'm guessing they got SerenaBuns from my twitter account.

"Should we wake them up?" another voice said.

I felt a sharp poke in my boob. Ow, who the did it this time?

"She didn't wake up she's dead!" yelled Louis.

"She probably doesn't want to get up," a voice who I'm guessing was Liam said.

"Nope! I didn't!" I yelled sitting up.

Everyone jumped at least 3 feet in the air. Harry was still asleep but his arms slipped to fall down around my waist.

"Now who did it this time?" I asked pointing again.

Louis stepped forward and I glared at him, he put his hands up in defense. At least it wasn't Zayn, Liam, or Harry.

"It was me," he said drooping his head.

I carefully unwrapped Harry's arms from around me and walked over to Louis and scolded him for touching a young women inappropriately. In the end he apologized for touching a woman badly.

I walked over to the bed and shook Harry lightly.

"Harry," I cooed.

He didn't wake up.

"HARRY!!!" I yelled.

Harry jumped up and rolled off the bed onto the floor. We all laughed clutching our stomachs when Harry sat up. His hair was pointing in different directions. It wasn't going in One Direction anymore lol.

He was very confused at what we were laughing at. He stood up and walked up to the mirror. He froze and started laughing while pointing at his reflection.

When we stopped laughing I observed the room with the boys in it. All the boys in the room were wearing boxers except for Louis. He was wearing a robe with carrots covering it, a beanie that said "Swagmaster from Doncaster", and a pair of bunny slippers. Sammi was wearing her 1D onezies. As I looked around I noticed Niall was no where to be seen the room.

"First please go put some clothes on boys, my poor virgin eyes. Second where's Niall?" I asked confused.

Everybody smirked.

"Oh looking for your man crush?" Sammi said teasingly.

I huffed and walked to my dresser pulling out a pair of skinny jeans and another muscle shirt that was white.

"Oh you trying to look like him now??" asked Zayn.

I tilted my head in confusion. Zayn pointed to my clothes. I looked down, the black skinny jeans had zippers on the side that went up to mid calf and the shirt had black print on it that said "Crazy Mofo" when did I buy that?

"Ugh!" I screamed flopping back down on the bed.

There was a knock on the door.

"Just come in whenever, it's never locked anyways!" I yelled to the door.

The door creaked open and in came Niall.

"Helllloooo Ms. IWantToLookLikeNiallHoranCauseHesAnIrishSexGod," Niall said smirking while crossing his arms.

Sammi and the boys giggled. Oh someone kill me right here right now. Even though I did think Niall was an irish sex god I was being tortured just like in primary school, with my crushes.

"I didn't mean to look like an Irish sex god! I was just getting dressed and I pulled these out." I whined pointing to my clothes.

Niall chuckled and shook his head.