//Left Handed//1D Fic

27<Clothes, Notes, and H**s>

Harry brought the girl over, and me and Niall have officially been in the basement for a week. The basement was quite spacious since it was just one big room the size of the entire house from front to back and left to right.

Michael Slept on the couch, Calum on a queen sized blow up bed right next to Michael on the couch, and me and Niall on a queen sized blow up bed on the opposite side of the room with more than enough space between us.

Honestly, I feel something developing between me and Niall but I'm afraid to stop it. I don't know if I exactly want to.

He wasn't a bad guy.

" Saph? " Niall whispers. We fell asleep facing each other in the dark, I just comfortably had my right leg over both his legs.

Silence. No response until about 6 seconds later.

"The guitar. It's gonna help I pr- " There's silence again. This time I wait for it to be over, but it was clear. Niall was asleep.

Sleep talking.

Just as Harry'd caught me doing. Sadly, It happened to the best of us.

I decided to let him sleep peace and try to let myself fall back asleep no matter how hard that was with Calum and Michael in here. They never tried to say anything slick to me when Niall was present but I wondered if they would if he weren't.

Not even when I went to the bathroom or showered down here. Luckily the basement had two bathrooms so me and Niall decided on sharing the one Michael usually used to use to himself, and Michael volunteered to go with Calum.

But me and Niall usually respected each others space so we'd never go in while the other was there. Not even tp brush our teeth while the other showered.

It confused me how they never bothered me yet. I suppose I should just be grateful though.

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I got up before Niall and decided to shower, and just wear what I wore before. As gross as it felt, I knew that I didn't want to wake him nor did I think it was necessary to wear something new everyday if I wasn't going anywhere. For now.

Now Niall was in the shower, and Calum and Michael were sharing their bathroom. Usually we'd use the stove or microwave down here for breakfast, but Niall said that he misses his friends and we can't eat down here every day. Even though Zayn, Kiara, Louis, and Liam popped in daily, I obviously wanted Niall to be happy so I agreed to eat upstairs.

But that meant I'd have to meet Harry's friend? More than friend? Girlfriend?

I wasn't mad that Harry stopped bothering me, yet I knew it'd be weird seeing this new girl who he's probably done things with every night since we moved out.

I rolled my eyes and pulled the comforter nicely over the blow up.

"Didn't you wear that yesterday? " Michael startles me as he walks in with a towel around his waist drying his hair with another towel.

I glanced at him feeling uncomfortable all of the sudden, looking down at the mattress I was sat on.

" So? " I say quietly, almost as if I were talking to myself. But he hears me and responds.

" So... I thought girls cared about their appearance. " I see him drop his towel at the side of my eye. I close my eyes, deciding that I didn't want to see him accidentally.

" That's when there's somebody to impress. I'm not trying to impress any of you guys. " I say simply, attempting to keep my tone neutral. I was constantly watching the things that I said and how I said it around these boys. Although no one has snapped on me like Harry quite yet, I didn't want to make that a possibility.