Forgotten. (A 1D/ Janoskians Story) *EDITING*

Chapter 14-Post-Party.

*Caitlyn's POV*

I woke up to my room lit with sunlight, the sounds of birds chirping, and a massive arm around my waist.

And groaning noises in the hallway.

I turned, facing Jai, who looked so peaceful sleeping. He had a small smile on his lips, and he was mumbling in his sleep. I couldn't resist, and took a picture. I absentmindedly played with his dark brown hair, thinking to myself about this perfect moment. After a little while, I wiggled carefully out of his grasp, not waking him up, and went to take a shower and brush my teeth.

After my mind was cleared, I stepped out of the shower, humming a bit. Shit. I forgot my damn clothes. Should I wake Jai up? Or should I go in there in only my underwear?

Being the ninja I am, I opened the door, connecting my bathroom to my bedroom, and tiptoed over to my clothes drawer. (TIP TOEEEING IN MY JAWWWDINZ)

I beant down, trying to find a shirt and jeans as quietly as I could. I finally found some clothes, and I got up to change.

"No, don't get up, I'm enjoying the view."

I jumped. I didn't expect him to be up. 

"Jai, go back to sleep."

"No. This is better than a dream." he said, getting up, and wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

"You cheeky perverted kid."

"Oh, but I'm older than you, Cait."

"By only two months, Jai-Jai."

"Oh, we have pet names for each other now?"

"Whatever, Jai-Jai."

The door opened, and Justin walked in.

"Suprise, b-AUUGGHHH!!"

He screamed, and ran straight into a wall, falling onto the floor. He got up, and saw us again, which made him scream again like a little girl, and run down the hall. "MY EYES!" He screeched. I heard a collective shush from everyone in the kitchen. At least half the people in this house were hungover.

It was in that moment when I realised that I was still in my underwear, and Jai only in his boxers. And he was still hugging me from behind.

"Not what it looks like, Justin!" I shouted, getting dressed.

Jai went into the washroom to do his guy beauty routines or whatever it is he does.

"Hey, Cait, I need some clothes." Called Jai. "Alright, just five minutes." I made my way to Pauly's room, and as soon as I walked out, Harry wiggled his eyebrows, and ran away.

Creep.

"Hey, Pauly, you got some clothes Jai can borrow?"

I got hit in the face by a lump of fabric.

"Classy." I muttered.

I walked into my room, and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Jai-Jai, I got you clothes."

"You can open the door, nothing to make you scream like a Justin."

I walked in, and dumped the clothes on the closed toilet seat.

"Hello."

Jai in only a towel around his waist. Jeez. "Stop trying to tempt me with your abs and biceps, that's a horrible thing to do to me and you should feel ashamed." I walked out, rolling my eyes.

When I got to the kitchen, everyone was either creepily grinning at me, or tiredly staring into space.

"What?"

"You scarred me for life, that's what." muttered Justin. "Not what it looked like."

"Really."

"Ok, I was out of the shower, and he sleeps without a shirt on. He decided to hug me from behind and say good morning."

"Is that why he told you to get him some clothes?" Asked Harry, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "He was in the shower, dipshit." I groaned. Harry shrugged, and took a sip from his mug. "Whatever floats your boat." 

"Well, we need to have a talk." said Pauly. At that moment, Jai decided to walk into the kitchen, making Pauly grin. "Just in time. Sit yourself down, young man."

"Young man?" He said, in disbelief.

"At your age, you will have some urges..." 

*

"Awkwardest. Lecture. Ever." We both muttered.

"Some advice. "If you do it, lock the door". Really?"

Then, Niall decided to talk.

"Hey, why does everyone hate me this morning? What happened last night?"

"Well. You and Louis may or may not have thrown up on the carpet." Said Eleanor, who sent Louis a glare.

Niall's eyes widened. "But I'm Irish! I hold my alcohol!" 

"Also, you hit on somoene's girlfriend."

"Oh my god, who?" he croaked out.

"Caitlyn." Said Danielle.

He looked up at me, disbelief in his eyes.

I nodded.

He silently got up, and walked into the guest room, then he started screaming into a pillow. After he was done with that, he knotted his hands in his hair, and yelled some more. It was kind of confusing, yet terrifying. 

"AUUGGGFHH!!! WHY???I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE!"

"Jesus Niall, chill. It's all good now, you were drunk and your Irish charm wanted to make an appreance, I get that. Also I punched you in the face so we're kind of even now." Said Jai.

Awkward silence with Niall screaming in the background.

" ......And on the third day, God created the Remington bolt-action rifle, so that Man could fight the dinosaurs. And the homosexuals." I said, in my best southern accent.

They broke out laughing.

"Wait. He isn't talking to himself." Said Ronnie, pointing at the phone in Niall's hand.

"YOU DON'T CONTROL ME. STAY AWAY. SHE DOSEN'T DESERVE THAT."

He started crying, and I snatched the phone from him.

"Who the hell is this, and what are you doing to my friend?"

"Why, hello. Did you miss me?"