•Chapter 36•

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~Harry Styles~

Sunday: Babysitting

Opening my eyes slowly, I yawned and rubbed my eyes. N is still cuddled up against me and her hair is sprawled out everywhere on my chest, I smiled lazily at her and pulled her closer but she didn't wake up only moaned, I kissed her forehead and pushed her hair out the way and also pulling the blanket more over us. Grabbing my phone next to me which is on the mattress, I checked the time seeing 7:13am, geez I got up early so a Sunday.

"Whats the time?" I heard Louis say next to me, he yawned loudly and pulled the blanket to cover his body more.

"7:13."

"Arg, man it's early. I'm going to the bathroom."

"Not in our room, remember."

"Yeah, yeah." I chuckled at him and he got off heading to the bathroom. Yesterday he need to take a massive dump and instead of the main bathroom he went to our bathroom and left the door opened, making his nasty crap smell spread around our room.

I looked at N again and she had a crease between her eyebrows, I kissed her forehead slowly and leaned my head on hers. She must be having a bad dream or something. "Babe," I whispered but she didn't respond, "Baby," I tried again while shaking her a little bit but still nothing, wow she's a heavier sleeper today, I continued shaking her slightly and calling her name but she just won't wake up. I wrapped arms around her and pulled her onto me, "Wake up." I said as I shook our bodies together, she moaned and slowly opened her eyes, finally. "How much times do I have to wake you up?" I laughed at her.

"Mmmm, I'm sleepy." Gosh she's so cute. I sat up while she followed my move and I kissed her forehead again.

"Stay up, I'm going to make some breakfast for all of us." She hummed and I headed to the kitchen. Getting some beacon as well as bread to toast. Louis came into the kitchen and asked if I wanted help, which I was happy about. "You didn't take a dump did you?" I said as I place the toast into the toaster.

"No I didn't Haz." Haz...he called me Haz. The nickname my dad called me when he was proud when I got my first 'A' in middle school. He and my family, but mostly him, would call me that. Memories flushed through my mind and I smiled thinking of them. "What are you smiling about?"

"Hm? Oh, nothing, just..remembered stuff."

"Stuff about shit? Because thats just sickening man." I chuckled at him and looked at Louis.

"Noo, not that. Look let's stop talking about crap, I'll lose my appetite before breakfast."

"Alright, alright." We both finished cooking the beacon and toasting bread together. Niall, Liam and Zayn woke up from the smell and at down on the stools watching us prepare the food. N was packing away the mattress, blankets and pillows but was having trouble moving the mattress.

"Do you want help Nat?" I asked her while spreading the butter on the toast.

"I've got it," she lifted up the mattress again and started to move it against the floor but it fell again, "I don't got it."

"I'll help you." I chuckled and started moving it back to our room, she collected the pillows and blankets and followed behind me. Placing the mattress back on the bed, I fixed it and help her put the sheets and pillows back.

"Thank you." She said sweetly, I smiled walking up to her, placing my hands on her cheeks and kissing her lips softly.

"Your welcome love, come on, breakfast is ready."

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After breakfast, the boys took showers and chilled here for a bit, soon they left around 10:25am leaving me and N alone again. We both cleaned up a bit around the place while listening to music and singing a long. After we cleaned up we went into our room and I got a text from my uncle.

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