Knocking me down (Sequel to Knocking On My Door)

Chapter 4 (Part two)

HELLO MY CUPCAKES!!! Hm… anyone else craving cupcakes right now? ;) Love ya!

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“Finally,” Niall pants, plopping down on the armchair, “I’m starved.” I go straight to the kitchen for some water.

“When are you not?”, Zayn jokes, “I bet you wouldn’t be able to stay hungry for two hours!”.

“No!”, Niall says, “I can stay hungry! I’ll show you! I’m fasting for the next two hours.”

“Fine. It’s a bet.”

“Wait, wait!”, I jump in, “It’s not a bet unless you put some money on it.” The stare at me, considering it.

“£100,” Zayn decides.

“C’mon!”, I yell, “You’re international pop stars. Do you not even get paid?”.

“We only get £500 for the week.” Harry says. I nearly choke on the water.

“And that’s not enough?”. I cough.

“That would be enough for me to survive for 2 months!”. Louise yells. The boys look at each other, nervously.

“Well when you say it like that,” Zayn says, “It makes us sound extremely bratty”.

“Aw, you’re not bratty.” Louise says kindly.

“Thanks!”, the boys say together. They all squish Louise into a hug.

“BOARDGAME TIME!”.

“No!”, everyone yells. Louis pouts.

“TRUTH OR DARE!!”. He grabs the nearest to people to him, whom are (sadly) Harry and me and drags us to the kitchen table. He takes out a soda bottle and drinks it all at once.

“Wow.” I say.

“Skill.”, Louis takes a bow. I laugh.

“You have changed a bit, you know.” Harry says. I turn to him, my neck turned in a confused way.

“Is that a good thing.” I ask. He laughs.

“Yea,” he says, “Besides that was the Angel I -- I mean we-- first got to know and love. But this Angel is outgoing. Less… miserable” I smile.

“Really?”, I fake cry.

“Aw.” he says, hugging me. He mutters something but I can’t hear it. When we break apart we stare into each others eyes for a long while. Until I break my gaze.

“Get off!”, I hear Liam screaming. I turn in my chair and look through the open door to see Niall on Liam’s back, possibly pulling his hair out.

“Aw, Niam moment.”, Katrina gushes and then burst out laughing, along with Mellissa.

“EVERYONE IN HERE!”, Louis yells at the top of his lungs, setting down a jumbo bottle of 7up, 10 glasses and leftover pizza and other junk food.

Everyone piles in. Louis places himself on the chair beside me. Jerome beside him. Mellissa sits down on the top chair and Katrina at the bottom. In front of me is Liam and beside him Zayn. After Zayn are Louise and Niall.

“Dig in!”. Louis yells. The boys crash over the food like pigs. Even Jerome. So much for English Manners. I shrug the thought off and take two slices of pizza and a chicken leg. 10 minutes later we’re full and aching in the stomachs.

“Aw that was some good food.” Niall groans.

“Too bad you broke your bet.” Zayn reminds him.

“%$%£^””%^&!” Niall curses and reaches for the hug to the nearest person which in Katrina.

“No!”, Katrina gets up, “Don’t even come near me, ketchup face!”. Niall pouts.

“Aw.” I laugh. Harry and Liam laugh along with me. I turn my attention to Liam and see that he has ketchup all over there faces. In fact they all have at least a little ketchup on their faces.

“For some people who lives in England,” I say, leaning up to Liam with a tissue. “You sure are messy eaters.”

“Hey!”, Liam whines.

“Hay’s for horses.” I wipe Liam’s mouth and hand the ketchup-ed tissue to him.

“Game time,” Louis screams, pulling me roughly back, and then hugging me tightly.

“Get off me you over grown baby!”, I say trying to push him away.

“OVER GROWN BABY?!”, he screeches, in a very high voice. “I’m not an overgrown baby! You’re an overgrown baby-”. I put my hand on his mouth and push him off.

“Shut up.”

“And she’s annoyed.” Zayn sniggers. I throw a fry at him, which he catches and eats.

“Louis takes the bottle from which he drank before and places it in the middle.

“I’m spinning first!”. Katrina jumps. She lightly spins the bottle making it land on Jerome.

“Truth or Dare?”. Katrina asks. Jerome thinks for a while.

“Truth.” he finally chooses.

“If you had a choice between hanging out with the boys or kissing a pigeon, what would you choose?”.

“Kissing a pigeon.” There were many ‘hey’s and many ‘no way’s.

“You stay away from KEVIN!”. Louis screams. Making everyone laugh. Except me and Jerome of coarse. Maybe an inside One Direction joke.

Louis spins the bottle, making it land on himself.

“Truth or Dare.” Harry asks him.

“Dare.” Louis says. Harry sniggers.

“I dare you to,” he laughs, “Lick Zayn’s cheeks.” There was an echo of ‘oh’s. Louis makes his way to Zayn, about to lick his right cheek.

“Hold it.” Niall say, taking out his iPhone. “OK GO!”. he can’t stop giggling as Louis licks both of an uncomfortable Zayn’s cheeks.

“Wow.” I say. Harry beside me laughs.

“Spin the bottle!”. Louis orders. Liam spins it, making it land on me.

“Truth or Dare?”, Mellissa asks.

“Dare.” I say.

“I dare you to, kiss…”, she looks around, thinking, “Harry or… actually just Harry”. My eyes widen, looking at Liam…

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