Echoes (A One Direction Fan-Fic)

Chapter 3

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I stood at the foot of the stairs, listening to Harry and Zayn fighting over the bathroom. "Zayn, move out of the way, I need to pee!" Harry demanded. 

"No, there's a bathroom downstairs, and I got here first!" Zayn protested.

Louis and Liam had gone on a double-date with Danielle and Eleanor, and Niall had gone out to get food. He had been gone for about ten minutes, so I assumed he was just about finished placing his order and was now moving onto everyone else's.

"Zayn, MOVE!"

"No, you move! And stop shoving me, you're going to mess up my hair!" Zayn argued. I rolled my eyes and decided that it was about time for this to stop - my head was beginning to throb. I stalked up the stairs and headed straight in their direction. They were both jammed in the doorway, both of them squirming to get in before the other could. I grabbed the backs of their t-shirts and yanked as hard as I could, sending them flying to the floor, shouts of surprise coming form their mouths.

"No, both of you move," I said, looking down at them agitatedly. I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, locking it for good measure. "Neither of you is going to get into this bathroom until you learn to be nice."

"But Kaaaaat," Harry whined. "I need to peeeeee."

"Then go to the downstairs bathroom. Now, Zayn, why did you want the bathroom?" I asked through the door.

"I wanted to take a quick shower before going downstairs to watch some TV," came his muffled reply.

"Okay, Zayn, you take this bathroom, because it has all of the shower things in it, and Harry, go to the bathroom downstairs," I said sternly, putting emphasis on the last bit.

I heard the sound of angry footsteps going down the stairs and unlocked the door. Zayn gave me a sheepish smile and I smiled back at him. "Sorry I was kinda harsh back there, my head was hurting and I get sort of grumpy and easily agitated when I have a headache," I apologized.

"Nah, its fine. I can see how mine and Harry's fighting could have gotten on your nerves," he dismissed me. I stepped aside to let him into the bathroom. Just as he was about to close the door, I turned around and called out to him. "I was thinking we could just chill out and watch movies while Lou and Li are out. Then, when Niall comes back with the food, we can all eat and just do nothing after that I guess," I suggested with a shrug.

"Sounds good. You pick the movies and I'll be right out."

"Zayn, we both know you'll probably be like, an hour and a half in there," I said, laughing and walking away before he had the chance to reply.

I sauntered down the stairs to find Harry standing completely naked in the living room. "Harry, would you mind putting on some clothes please?" I asked, unfazed. I had gotten used to Harry's random acts of nudity around the apartment, and I no longer freaked out when I saw an unnecessary part of him. He walked up the stairs and came back moments later with a pair of boxers and a white t-shirt on.

"Happy now, Madame Moselle?" he asked sarcastically and plopped himself down on the couch.

"Harry, sometimes, it just isn't the right time to walk around the living room with no clothes on," I said softly, sitting beside him and patting his knee comfortingly.