Bumps // L P

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So keep in mind that Gemma doesn't exist in this story. By the time I realised I should fit her in it was already easier to keep her out. Shit excuse, I realise.

Btw I would bang Liam until I went blind.

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Liam Payne

When I wake up in the morning the first thing I notice is that someone has wrapped me in cling wrap.

Yeah, observant, aren't I?

But seriously, someone - and I'm tipping Niall and Riley -has securely wrapped me in cling wrap. I wriggle around for fucking ages trying to get out of it.

With a huff I manage to half sit myself up, propped up against the edge of Harry's bed.

Riley's head pops over the top, grinning at me. "Alright there?"

I glare at her. "Does it look it?"

She grins, propping her head up in her hands. "No, but it's kinda funny."

"Get me out of here." I groan.

"Ok, ok." She rolls her eyes before rolling over on the bed and put of my sight. I see her arms lifting up a pillow, and slamming it down on the bed.

"Oi!" Niall's voice croaks. "What was that for?"

I groan again. Of course she would get Niall.

Both their heads pop over the edge of the bed, just staring at me. They're both grinning like maniacs, and I can see Niall trying to hold in his laughter.

They both start pissing themselves, rolling around and slapping each other as their loud laughter fills the room.

Riley even gets to the stage where she's snorting every time she tries to take a breath.

They calm down after a few minutes then roll over to stare at me again.

"You look like a shiny worm." Niall says.

"That doesn't even make sense." I groan.

"A shiny worm with really good hair." Riley chimes in. Niall gives her a high five.

"Are you going to fucking get me out of this now?" I ask.

Riley slides off the bed, plopping down next to me. With help from Niall, they tear the cling wrap off my body.

"There you go, ya big wuss." Riley giggles at me.

I hate it when she laughs.

No, I love it when she laughs. I love that cute face she makes where her eyes scrunch up, and sometimes when she laughs hard enough she snorts. I just hate the pounding in my chest I get from witnessing it.

"Come on, get up." Niall orders, stretching his arm out for me. I take it and he hauls me up.

"Where is everyone?" I rasp out, noticing the unusual quietness.

"Harry is asleep downstairs on the couch and everyone else has gone home. It's already mid afternoon." Niall answers.

I yawn, stretching my arms upwards and clenching all of my muscles. My eyes drift over to Riley and she is staring at my stomach where my shirt has ridden up. She blushes when I catch her looking, and shifts her eyes over to Niall.

"I better be home, too." Riley says. "Got stuff to do."

"Ok." Niall says. "Be safe."

"Course, Nialler." She playfully punches his shoulder.