Day 200. A Harry Styles, One Direction Fanfic

Part 8. Movie Night.

Day 78.

I kicked the door behind me and slumped on the sofa, I threw my heavy bag from my shoulders across the room. And I burried my face on the red pillows. The last few days has been exhausting and quite depressing. New problems keep showing up, either it was the boy’s rant or the mangament asking for too much and all that.

I felt someone moved my leg, “Oy move you’re stinky socks away”, Niall’s irish accent was heavy. I just groaned in response, “I’m knackered”, He sat on my back. “You’re heavy eyy!”, I twisted my body in motion so he’ll fall.

I heard more footsteps coming in the front door, Liam and Louis were discussing something. “I’ll be at the balcony”, I heard Zayn said. He must be off smoking, he just never stops. “Home at last”, Louis yelled and jumped on me. His body was on top of mine, his legs on my shoulders. “Comfy much?”, I sneered. “This is better then any sofa”, he agreed.

“What are we doing tonight?”, Zayn yelled from outside. No one yelled back, so we discussed it. “A night out to Mahiki?”, Louis sugested. “But I’m pretty tired”, I sighed in response. Pushing Louis away from my body because I had a hard time breathing.

Liam grinned, “Well it’s cause all you want to do is meet your lovey dovey Grace”, he made a face. “Ooosh is that so Harry? You’re gunna sneak her in while we’re away? Oh! Have you been doing it?”, Louis response was priceless, his face and silly movements got to me. Poking me until I answered, “We should do a movie night”, I answered simply. “And you can bring your girlfriend”, I told Niall.

“Rosie’s busy”, he sighed looking at his phone, “But I can giver her a call. Nowadays she has no time for me”, he dialed her number and walked off to talk to her. “So that’s set then? We can order in get pizzas and all the junk food you want”, Liam concluded.

I smiled at the fact I’ll see her again, I texted her asking if she could come. And she said she would but I’ll have to pick her up. “Who are you bringing?”, I asked Liam. “Nah, I fly solo”, he joked. “Ask that girl you’ve met a few days ago”, Louis pointed out. “Sabrina? She’s off to Manchester”, he answered simply. “Was a one night thing?”, I asked. “Was a one night thing”.

I took my BMW and drove for an hour to her place, the traffic was horrible so that did put me off. Her nan and brother was out shopping with her uncle that take cares of them once in awhile. So when I arrived we had the house to ourselfs.

“Do I need to bring anything?”, I was laying down on her bed. Looking at her doing her make up by the table, She had a different spark. She looks healthier, she smeared lipsticks to her lips covering the white shaded lips I saw earlier. She put mascara’s on, she looked… alive.

My arms were supporting my head as I sat, flicking through her teen vogue magazine and chuckled at seeing an article on us. “Nah, it’s fine we have tons of food there”, I closed the magazine and put it back from where I picked it up.

“Change of clothes would be a good idea”, I smiled.

She stared at me with her big eyes signaling that’s not necessary.

“I’m  just saying… that if you want to spend the night and not experience the walk of shame without a change of clothes”, I put my hands up.

She hurried to the bed and slapped my body, I hold her arms with my two hands and guided her on top of me.

We both just stared at each other for like 5 seconds, until we both laughed awkwardly, “You better get on getting ready”, I said. She smiled and slowly climbed down from my chest.

She was ready in half an hour, and we got chinese takeaways and a few boxes of Pizza a long the way. “Did we get all of them?”, I was carrying loads of plastics and Grace was holding the pizza box.