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Hygge 

(n) a deep sense of place, warmth, friendship, and contentment

"Honey, I'm home!" Niall shouts as he enters my room. I cringe at the loud sound, and cover my head with my pillow.

"Aww, baby Louis is in the middle of nap time," I hear him tease. I lift my hand up and give him the finger.

I feel him sit at the foot of my bed and soon, I open my eyes to see him. A yawn escapes my mouth and I send my arms up into the air to stretch.

Niall already turned on the PlayStation connected to my tv, and he throws me a controller. We play for a while, and soon I'm fully awake.

After an hour or so, Niall stands up and rubs his belly. "Has your mom made anything yummy lately?" He asks with a hopeful grin.

"You know it." I respond before walking up the sets of stairs with him.

He takes a cupcake in his mouth, getting frosting all over his face. I laugh at him and start to take smaller nibbles. It's really good.

After we both finish the treats, we go back to my room and sit on the bed again. Instead of playing more fifa, Niall plays some music on my tv.

"Okay, you're never going to get this Lou," he says while turning to me.

"What is it?" I question.

"Amelia."

"What about Amelia?" I ask.

"I think she likes me back," he says excitedly.

"Really? That's great Niall!" I shout, high fiving him.

"I mean, she asked me to be partners for the Spanish project, so that has to mean something, right?" He asks with a smirk.

"Well if she doesn't like you already, she'll certainly be swept off of her feet when you two get an F together," I joke.

He slaps my arm and rolls his eyes. "I'm not that bad at Spanish, bitch," he mumbles.

The rest of the night consists of gossip, video games, and eventually a pizza. I make Niall eat it at the desk in my room, while I stay on my bed. I don't trust him to not get sauce on my comforter.

He whines, but admits that I'm right.

After dinner, we head upstairs to help my mum with chores. My mom's not afraid to give Niall tasks around the house. He doesn't mind either, since he practically lives here.

I load the dishwasher as he sweeps up the kitchen floor. My sisters left quite a mess from dinner, so we clean up after them while mum gets ready to go out with some friends.

She comes back out to the kitchen, wearing a nice looking outfit. Niall whistles and I slap his shoulder. "Lookin' good Johanna." He complements her.

She smiles and ruffles up his blonde hair. "Thanks Nialler," she smirks before pulling him into a hug. Soon after, she does the same to me.

"Okay. Be safe, and don't burn the house down," she says before walking down the stairs to the entry way.

"Oh, and your sisters are at the neighbor's house having a sleepover, so don't worry about them," she yells before opening the door, "I love you."

Before we can even respond, she's out the door.

We finish our chores and then sit in the living room. "Wanna watch a movie?" I ask.

"Sure. I'll make popcorn." Niall responds enthusiastically. I shake my head and laugh. How is that boy always hungry?

I grab some blankets and sit at the couch while flipping through the selection.

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