The morning after.

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I wake up to an unfamiliar room, it was a big green room. Who's was it? That beats me. How did I get here? Nope that questions unanswered as well. The room was silent, bright sun rays shinning through the big glass windows. I sat up in silence, at first I thought I was dreaming, was I? My eyes scanned the room.

"Hello?" my voice was shaky but soft, filled with worry of who would reply or what they would say. The room remand silent..... ~bBANG~ the sound made me jump out of bed onto my feet. I slipped out of my room barefoot onto the cold wooden floor. It sounded like it came from downstairs . I crept down the steps slowly trying not to make a sound, my eyes widened at the site of two boys fighting over carrots. "Really?"

Niall and the other one what was his name again ......... Louis! Ah Louis anyway. They sat there on the floor Niall's leg over Lou's head, Louis on Niall, and bag of carrots in between them. "Uhm? What's this ?" I was so confused as in to what was going on. "Hestolethecarrots!heknewtheywereminebuthediditanyway"

"imstarvingtheresnootherfoodinthehousetheylookedsogood" they both yelled as fast as they could. "WHOA!" slow down, I want one at a time Louis you first . He smiles an proceeds with his share of the story . "Well I love carrots everyone in my life knows that. Every time we go to the store they buy me 'MA OWN' bag of carrots. Niall here decided to break that tradition an eat some." he looked over At Niall, he had a betrayed look on his face while he started at him. Niall frowned "I was really hungry. I haven't eaten in bout thirty hours what was I suppose ta do it a couch." they both shared glances "IT'S STILL MINE!" lou yelled an ran to Harry's room. I turned to Niall he was giving me the 'run' look I just laughed.

I grabbed an apple rubbed it against my sleeve shinning it before taking a bite. "who brought me upstairs last night?" my eyes trailed off to a voice coming down the stairs " I did" the voice was husky with a tint of morning accent, it was Harry man did he piss me off a lot. "okay so where was I ?" I just looked at him curiously, "my room" I wish I could see the look on my face I could just imagine it tho jaw dropped, eyes wide. Niall had the same expression except anger was mixed with his.

"what? I thought ya were with mee but went to da bathroom that's why ya were done here when I woke up "

He frowned I felt bad alittle ... "no I woke up in some weird room" I rolled my eyes "correction Harry's weird room" Niall laughed as Harry sighed walking off to tha Jon.

{Zayn's POV }

I walked into the parking lot of tha hotel still as shabby as always. Liam and ma self had treated are selves to breakfast at Denny's y'all might think its the same as in America, but in England Denny's is only breakfast. Niall made us eat at Denny's in America I must say It was a lil bit betta then ares but oh we'll who's judging. I bounced out of ma gaze Liam was still talking about dani , he hasn't stopped since we got to Denny's this morning.. She didn't know but he often called her his "Leona Lewis" Which makes very much sense. They look similar both had long brown hair light brown now, both had big beautiful glowing eyes. She was to perfect for ma liking..

I want a gurl who's funnay laid back,and chill , beautiful eyes , basically someone who's better looking then ma self. That's not many..

Once we got inside Liam went to tha couch an plopped down, I swear he almost broke it. Niall walked in with a girl, a girl who looked familiar I thought she was just a dream. I must say that's a gurl that's prittyer than me. Harry walked in behind them dressed for once, hmm that's a first . He had on black skinnies gray v-neck and a beanie. Wait where have I seen that beanie before.... Sits there just thinking as a light bulb pops off in my head duh my closet" ya I might not wear them a lot but when I do I like to keep that one , that means he went into my room oh no!!! "Harry is that my beanie !" w...........j

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