Nandos with Niall

Chapter 34

OKAY! FINALLY THE LAST CHAPTER! ENJOY!

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Delia POV

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When we arrived to my house, the boys stampeded in, leaving me and Christen outside. She gave me an 'I told you so' look and stuck out her hand, palm facing me.

I rolled my eyes and snatched a $5 bill from my back pocket before slamming it into he hand. She held up the money in her first before turning around and heading in to the boys. I sighed before opening the trunk.

I really wish I hadn't done that.

Bags if every color fell onto me, with various sizes. One knocked me over and my butt hitting the concrete, hard. A pile of suitcases remained on my lap. I kicked a few off my legs, leaving the rest there. I still sat on the driveway.

"Oh my God!" I heard Christen yell from the front door. I turned my head to see the boys making their way onto the front porch and Harry making his way over to me. I flopped into my back and let him pick the scattered bags up.

"What the hell did you do?" He joked. I glared at him and stood up, brushing off my knees and butt.

"Well if you guys knew how to stack suitcases, this wouldn't have happened!" I shouted and walked over to help Harry with the bags. Liam eventually made his way over and carried a few inside. The rest of the boys were already inside and Christen was probably all over Niall by now.

By the time Harry and I had all the bags in the house, the boys had food in their mouths and made themselves home in my living room. I went upstairs with Christen to tidy up before the boys found their way up here. Luckily, my brother moved out two years ago, so we have an empty room. We decided Harry and Louis would sleep in there.

Hey, I ship Larry more than Harry and I. Okay? Get over it.

Liam, Zayn and Niall would sleep in the living room, since we have two couches and a recliner. Christen and I could stay in my room. Unless something else goes on with her... If you know what I'm saying.

Once we tidied up, Christen and I made our way downstairs and sat and talked with the boys. Just and I was about to sit between Harry and Christen (who was sat on Niall, let me note), Harry pulled me onto my lap, scaring me for a second. I turned my head to look at him, he just smirked. I tried to listen to Louis tell some story about a prank he pulled on an elderly woman in a Target as Harry ghosted his lips against my neck. I looked over to Christen and Niall to see Niall half asleep with Christen resting her head back against Niall's shoulder. Awe. Harry rested his hands on my waist as he continued to tickle my neck with his mouth.

"Harold, stop. That tickles." I whispered. Instead he flipped us over, so he was hovering over me, jolting Niall awake. Harry started tickling my sides and my neck.

"Stop! Don't have sex in front of us!" Louis yelled, mid-sentence.

I screamed and started swinging my legs and arms around, hitting the top of Harry's head and nearly kicking him in the crotch.

Well, I shouldn't have said nearly.

Harry collapsed on top of me, curling into an awkward fetal position and clutching his crotch. His head rested against my neck as he groaned profanities.

"Harry..." I trailed off and rubbed his back, not exactly knowing what to do. "Sorry." I mumbled into his hair and kissed the top of his head. All of a sudden he wrapped two arms around me, practically crushing every bone in my body. Everyone else just went on with their own business. "You're- crushing- me!" I screamed, but it was barely audible due to my lack of oxygen.