1DSNA

Chapter 4

Niall's POV

I reach forward and catch her in my arms before she falls out of her seat.

"Well, that went well," Harry says sarcastically. "Actually, she took it better than I thought she would."

I glare at him, unamused by his humor. "Just get off the couch, would you." We all get up from the couch and as I stand, I carry Kathryn in my arms and lay her down softly on the couch, head resting on a throw pillow.

"Now what?" Zayn asks. "Should we wake her up?"

"Oh!" Louis takes off his shoe and sniffs it. His nose crinkles, repulsed by the smell of his very own feet. "What do you guys think?" Louis sticks his shoe in our faces and I start coughing it smells so bad.

"Yep," Harry weazes, "that'll do."

"Do you ever wash those things?" I ask, breathing in through my mouth and out through my nose, trying to flush out the horrid stench.

"The shoes?"

"Your feet."

He sticks his tongue out at me.

Louis waves the shoe in front of Kathryn's nose. After a moment, her eyes open and she starts gagging.

After regaining her ability to breathe properly, she asks, tears welling up in her eyes and her voice, "Why would you do that?"

My heart sinks. Her sadness is enough to break my soul. What have I done? Surely she hates me now; hates all of us.

"I'm sorry," we all say together, all petrified by her definite anger towards us which is bound to come.

"I'm just messing with you!" she smiles.

I sigh in relief and I feel as if a ton of dictionaries have been removed from atop my heart. I grin and we all laugh.

Just then, there's a scratching, jingling sound at the door. We all become silent and stare at the door. Then there's a click, and the door swings open.