I'll follow you {Niam/Larry fanfic}

Chapter 2 ~ Starbucks and Krueger

Niall's POV

I woke up alone. That's odd, Liam's always here when I wake up. That's something I love about him. Lol, what? Um, yeah I guess I love him, like in a brotherly way. Then it hit me, the sweet, wonderfull smell of pancakes. FOOD FOOD FOOD! I didn't bother to put on a shirt so I ran downstairs in only my sweats and I saw Liam stand in the kitchen. He, like me, were only in a pair of Hollister sweats. "Goodmorning little leprechaun" he said and I smirked, ignoring 'little'.

I took a pancake, actually I took four, and sat down. Liam poured me a glass of orangejuice and then sat down himself.

"What are we doing today?" I asked him while chewing. This was so good!

"I thought that we could just stay in and watch some movies. I guess we all are a little jetlagged." I gladly nodded "Only if we order pizza for dinner" I said and he chuckled while nodding.

When we were done (I ate nine pancakes, Liam got three. Sorry, he's just not fast enough!) we decided to wake up the others. It was actually quite fun to wake the others, Harry is always pissed in the morning and it's like impossible to wake up Zayn, so we often torture them, hehe.

We decided to start with Zayn. We both walked up the stairs into Zayn's room. Liam started to hum the Mission Impossible themesong and I joined. Wow, he was a pig. There was hairproducts and clothes everywhere. And I thought I saw an old sandwich next to his bed.

Liam's POV

My eyes are burning. How can he live in this? It's clothes EVERYWHERE. What happend to him? He used to live with me and Niall lived alone, but they switched. When Zayn lived with me, our room was always clean. Oh right. Now that I think about it, I clean whenever I get a chance to.

I saw Niall lean near Zayn's ear and shout "Oi! Zaynie boy, your hair is falling off!" Zayn's eyes shut open and he ran to a mirror. When he asured himself that Niall had lied he shouted "A simple 'Wake up, Zayn' would have done it!" and he grabbed a couple of jeans and a sweater, then ran downstairs.

"Nice one" I said and high fived Niall.

We were still grinning when we entered Louis' and Harry's room. Well, here it was messy as usual. Am I the only one that cares about my room? Oh, well, mine and Niall's room. Oh whatever...

"Oo, let me" I said and Niall grinned.

I leaned in and whispered to Louis "Lou, Caroline is here. She's here to meet Harry." He immediatly sat up, making Harry somehow fall out of bed. "Not my Harry!" he shouted. Then he saw our faces and relaxed. We heard someone groan on the floor and a curly head shot up, he was pissed.

"Haz, I'm sorry" Louis quickly said and rushed over to Harry on the floor. Louis kissed Harry's cheek and I swear Harry blushed. "It's okay Boo" he said and shot me a death glare.

"Would you please put on some clothes?" Niall awkwardly said and I locked over to the blushing boys. They were both in their boxers. Oh right, maybe I haven't said this but Louis and Harry have their own room, Zayn lives alone and me and Niall share a room. But we all live in the same flat. (A/N omg haha so weird but I hope you understand ;) )

"Calm down, I'll make some more pancakes, if you put on some clothes" I said and Niall's face lit up. "Not for you." He frowned and I gave him a hug. "Maybe you could have some..."

He then smiled big and we walked downstairs.

Niall's POV

The hug surprised me. It sent chills down my spine and I blushed at the thought of how close we were. I wanted to ki- no Niall stop. Me and Liam entered the kitchen and he, being Daddy Direction and all, started doing another pile of pancakes. Zayn still looked pissed and the murmured something before he went outside, slamming the door. Geez, waking up at the wrong side of bed?