𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 ⁽ ᶜᵃˡᵘᵐ ʰᵒᵒᵈ ⁾

VI.

( chapter six : calum's . . . calum )

naya groaned, coughing into her purple jimi hendrix pillow. she considered whining to nimra, who was trying to get some sleep after being up all night taking care of grayson, but decided that nimra deserved some rest.

luke had taken grayson to his parent's house, mr. and mrs. hemmings claiming to hold the secret to a cure for the common cold. bitterly, naya had commented on the unfairness of her having to lie in bed and sneeze all day while grayson got to eat warm soup and be cuddled by his grandparents.

he's a kid naya, she reminded herself.

sitting up, naya pulled her blankets up and listened to the unmistakeable sounds of nimra slamming dishes in the kitchen. knowing that she should go help the stressed mother, naya stood up, still holding her blanket over her shoulders.

entering the kitchen, naya's eyes scanned her surroundings.

"are you . . . cooking?"

the idea was so random, so improbable, that naya had to stifle a giggle. nimra? cooking? there was more chance of naya sleeping with pants on.

nimra huffed out a breath, running a hand through her tangled hair. "i—i was gonna make you something—you have work tomorrow and i just thought you need some chill time but—" she gestured to the pots and pans cluttering the stove and the milk that was spilt all over the worktop. "—it went wrong."

smiling, naya went to hug the frowning girl, wrapping them both inside her blanket. "chill nimra, you're too sleepy," naya mumbled. "and we can always order something."

she could feel nimra nodding in agreement.

"how are you feeling?" nimra asked, referring to her friend's cold.

"like death."

choking on a laugh, nimra had an idea.

"wanna watch harry potter?"

"i thought you'd never ask."

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"draco malfoy is the love of my fucking life."

naya smirked, holding up her phone. "say that again, i'm gonna record it and send it to luke."

raising an eyebrow, nimra looked at naya pointedly. "d'you really want us to have another fight? over a little white boy?"

"okay good point," naya lowered her phone and snuggled her teddy bear, jack. she watched the screen as draco raced out of the great hall and to the bathroom.

"i can't watch this," she held the bear in front of her face and watched as nimra moved closer to the screen, putting her cup of coffee down to stare intently at the fight scene on the tv screen in front of them.