JellyBeans (One Direction Fan Fic)

Battle Zone

                                                      Gwen

I opened the door slowly. Ducking as an airborne remote flew towards the kitchen. A Irish accent said something that I only assumed was a swear word. 

"Why don't you go back to your stupid little leprechaun family?!" Screamed a voice from the living room. I turned to see a flash of stripes fall to the floor, a metal bowl bouncing off his stomach.

"OHHH. Is that what you think I am you firkin lobster back?!!! I'll show you all the colors of the rainbow right in your eye!!" The kitchen yelled. I rounded the corner to find a young blond. His Hair was messed up, blood was pouring from a cut in his forehead and from a bloody nose. His face was hot and red. Niall danced with anger. Louis ran into the room and grabbed a knife off the table. Niall's eyes widened as he swiped a knife of his own from a scabbard. They faced each other and started screaming. The volume went up and up until I thought my ear drums would burst.

"SHUT IT!!!!!!" I yelled. They fell silent and turned to stare. Apparently noticing me for the first time.

"Can't you two act slightly civilized?! I mean sheeze!  What do you have to say for your self's?" They both had the decency to look bashfully at the floor. 

"Louis go to your room, I'll be up after I'm finished with Niall" I commanded. He shoot a glare at the blond then stomped up the stairs. I turned to Niall, almost giggling at his face. He looked more scared of me than when he saw Lou with the knife.

"Sit on the counter" I ordered.

"But-"

"NO BUTTS!!" I screeched. His eyes widened and he jumped up. I took a clean dishrag from the drawer and soaked it with hot water, then went over to him. Gently I cleaned the blood from the cut on his forehead, listening to him hissing in pain.

"Where's the super glue?" I asked

"What you need that for?" He asked in panic

"Do you want to go get stitches? OR, do you want me to glue your head together?"  I inquired. I laughed at his expression. "My mom's a doctor" I reassured him.

"Top drawer on ta left" He said hurriedly. I handed him the rag for his nose then got the glue.

"So" I said laying him down on the counter "What was that all about?"     He sighed and looked extremely unhappy.

"I wanted ta solo in "Just Not Good Enough"  and so did he" Niall shrugged. I slipped my tongue between my teeth as I clamped the skin around his cut closed and laid a line of the magical glue down.

"So why don't you cut it in half?" I asked still holding his head closed, waiting for it to dry.

"It wouldn't wor-" He paused. I could see the wheels turning in his head. "Maybe it would" he said finally. I smiled and blew on the glue making sure it was fully dry. He sat up and rubbed his neck.

"I guess it is sorta silly, aint it" He inquired.

"Let's just say that you have to get your blond butt out that door and start apologizing to Liam and Zayn." I told him firmly watching his expression change to pure horror.

"Oh GOD. Zayn" He muttered. "Did I really smash a plate ta 'is head?" 

"Yes, and you stuck a fork in Liam" Niall winced visibly at my comment.

"Actually, that would be Louis" He told me. He saw my confused expression and immediately started blushing.

"How did a fork come from the living room?"

"We don't exactly keep up on ta cleanin" Niall confessed. I started laughing. It was totally believable.

"Now shoo! Out the door!" I teased as he danced out. The door shut behind him with a thud, resounding though out the house.

"Crap" I thought "I still have Louis to deal with" Armed with a new dishcloth, I marched up the stairs to the only door that was closed. Knocking did nothing, so I tried the door handle. It was unlocked. The door opened slowly to reveal a very disheveled Louis crying on his knees into his bed. My heart went out to him and I immediately went over kneeling at his side. I wrapped an arm around his waist comforting him in the only way I knew how. Lou shifted positions so that he was hugging me and sobbing into my shoulder.

"I wonder how many times I'm gonna end up with a boy buried in my neck" I thought to myself rubbing his back in soothing circles. Soon the crying quieted down and I pulled him away from my body. He hiccuped, staring sadly at me.

"Get on the bed Louis" I whispered. He did as he was told and plopped down, still staring at me.

" 'ello. Who are you?" He asked civilly. 

"JellyBeans. Can I get that?" I asked referring to his split lip. He suck out his lower lip in reply. I washed away the blood from his mouth and down his neck.

"Oh Bloody 'ell" He moaned. I looked down at the shoulder of my shirt. The sleeve was covered in red liquid.

"It's alright It'll come out" I reassured. But Lou jumped up and ran to his closet. I could hear him rummaging around in there looking for something. Finally he came out triumphant, a white paper thin tank top clutched in his hands. He tossed it into my lap.

"What's this?" I asked.

"It's my ex's" He explained. "Go try it on!"

"....um....Lou?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm not wearing a bra...." I whispered bashfully turning a lovely shade of red. He chuckled lightly and turned back to the closet. Once again I heard him rummaging around.

" 'ere you are!" He cried tossing a HOT pink push up water bra onto my lap.

"Louis!" I cried "This shirt's see through!" He shrugged and walked to the corner his eyes trained on me.

"Well get on with it then!" Louis exclaimed.

"Get on with what?!"

"Strip for me babe" He said sultrily. I set my mouth in a hard line, I placed the clothes carefully on the bed, and I shoved Louis' bestripeded butt out the door.