Moments... (One Direction) [Watty Award 2012]

Chapter 4

So far, I've been in this nut house for a week.

That night, everything was calm and quiet. The boys had a photoshoot around lunch time. Karlee and I got to watch. I even got a picture of me shooting Harry with my hand and Harry sending me a thumbs up.

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I walked into the kitchen to see Louis wrapping Niall in aluminum foil. "What are you bozoes doing this time?" I asked them.

Niall laughed really loud and Louis said, "he was cold."

"That's what blankets are for." I said slowly.

Niall kept laughing. I sighed and walked up the stairs to my room.

When I opened the door I kept my eyes on my feet. I sighed and leaned against the door, closing my eyes.

"I'm staying in an absolute nut house." I mumbled.

"May I help you, love?" I looked up to see Harry standing in front of me, completely naked.

"What are you doing in here?" I yelled in a whisper.

"Well, since this is my room, I didn't think I needed permission to be in here." He said.

I looked around. The room was the same design as mine, but different in a way.

"Why are you naked?" I said, looking everywhere but his body.

"I can't be naked in my room either?" He asked. Then he smiled. "Like what you see?" I grunted and walked out of the room, this time to my room.

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I tossed and turned in my bed, trying to sleep, but my eyes just wouldn't rest. I thought about going to dance for a little, but that would only wake me up more.

I crawled out of bed and tiptoed across the room, then slowly opened the door and walked down to the kitchen. Everything was dark and silent.

When I opened the fridge, there was barely any food, probably Niall's fault.

I settled on a glass of orange juice. As soon as the glass was up to my lips, a tired, British accent yelled, "what are you doing," right in my ear.

I jumped forward and choked on my orange juice.

"Geez, Lou! Really?" I whispered, out of breath. My heart was going so fast, I thought it would explode. He took the glass from my hand and gulped it down. Thanks, Lou.

"So what's up?" He said.

"Well, airplanes, the ceiling, my heart rate." I responded.

"And what's down?" He asked.

"My tolerance for orange juice theives." He looked down at the empty glass, then opened the fridge to refill it.

"Drink." He ordered. I chugged the liquid as he watched in astonishment. "Couldn't sleep either?"

"Nope." I answered.

"Yeah, me too. I got bored lying there so I got up to look for something to do." He explained. "Then I found you!"

"Oh yeah! You sure did find me!" I murmered sarcastically.

"What do you want to do?" He asked. I thought about it, then slapped an evil grin on ny face. Louis gave me a worried look, so I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

"You're smiling like an evil scientist. Should I be worried?"

I pulled him down to my level and whispered the plan in his ear.