Really? adopted by this lot?......(1D fanfic)

Chapter 42, Paint fight and prank

2 months later

Nicki's POV,,

The breeze coming in from the balcony doors blew my hair back, i felt relaxed. All my muscles feeling weak but stronger at once; not tensed and twitchy.

I held the wooden stick in my hand that i had been getting closer too over the past year or so, the paint spreading across my canvas and colours popping out everywhere and anywhere. I had on just my white robe and my hair was in loose waves falling down my back into a beautiful bunch of locks.

I had been in here for just over an hour or so now, Ross left to go on a date with a girl he has been seeing the last month, leaving me for my mind to wander off and create work.

Luke was in Ireland with the boys right now, they have a few things to take care of over there for the next week so the only way i've been able to contact him is through phone; texting and facetime at night.

Dad and the boys were over a few days ago, telling me that the tour will be starting soon and i can join them whenever i wish.

I have a few exams coming up soon in Uni so i said it would be at least a few months before i could even think about tagging along, they were a bit upset at first but know that my Art and other studies come first before touring.

The extension on the back of the house is nearly done, it's took longer than it should have because of the weather lately and because the main builder hurt himself and had to take some time off, presponing our extension for a few weeks.

I haven't really needed to share the bed with Ross though so that's okay, he's been with the new girl he's been seeing and i've either been at Luke's flat or at Dad's. When we do though we don't argue or anything like i would have thought, we get on quiet well but it's when he kicks me off the bed in his sleep that i get really pissed.

My bed's my bed, no one elses.

But like i said, everyone that is round a lot are busy so i have time to just do about anything and everything i want. Right now, i decided i would do my much needed catch up on painting. I've done a lot of drawing and sketching but i haven't held a paint brush in so long that i had to and i wanted to.

I was painting a white-sand beach with the ocean and palm trees around the sides, giving it a almost 3D touch, obviously it wasn't because it's not pop art i'm doing but just a slight touch of darker colour round objects made everything stand out.

I dipped my paint brush in the sea-green colour i made and slowly stroked over the the canvas making flawless streaks of the most beautiful green spread across my page. I crossed my leg over my other bare one and readjusted my stool as i leaned slightly closer and squinted my eyes before grinning.

I was almost finished when i heard the front door close and i put my paint brush down just as i seen someone make their way up the stairs and i gave him a grin as he walked towards me with a smile on his face.

"Hello Nick." Harry said and grabbed a stool dragging it over and taking a seat next to me.

"Oloha Haz." I grinned and he smiled when i leaned over and gave him a hug which he returned "To what do i owe the pleasure?"

"Well, i thought i would come see you." He said and gave me a shrug with a smile "I know Ross and Luke aren't around and Zayn and Perrie are in Bradford seeing you Gran so, why not?"

"That's very nice of you Harold." I said smiling as i started painting again and he chuckled "You're almost too nice for your own good."

"My Mother tells my that all the time." He rolled his eyes when i looked at him and i chuckled turning to face the canvas again, the breeze making my hair fly back off my shoulders and Harry's long hair blew back too.