I Wish for More Than This *One Direction Fanfic*

This Time it Doesn't Matter

Yay! Good news in the end notes :)

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"Jessica...Jessica...Jessica" someone whispered while gently shaking me.

"Uhmfd" I groaned and turned away from the person.

"No, you have to get up, love" Harry cooed in my ear.

"No" I snapped and pulled the covers above my head.

Harry sighed and ripped them off of me.

I shot straight up and glared at him.

"What is your problem?!" I screamed at him.

He looked a little taken aback at my outburst.

Suddenly Niall burst in.

"What's wrong?? Jessica, are you ok?" he asked.

Aww.

He cares about me.

"Everything's fine, it's just Jessica here doesn't want to get up. Plus we have good news!"

I raise an eyebrow at Harry.

'Good news?'

"What does good news entitle?" I slowly questioned.

I noticed Niall start to stare down at the floor, avoiding eye contact with me.

"You're going to see your new school!" he excitedly told me.

It made me feel bad about myself seeing him this happy for me. He really thought he was doig something nice for me.

Wait...school??

"Uh, what?"

"Yeah, I got you sighed up for a school near here. Don't worry, you won't start until Monday."

Niall nervously fumbled with his fingers.

"O-kkkk...." I stated, "sooo, when do we leave?"

"Now" Harry said non-chalantly.

"WHAT?!" I yelled as I flew out of bed.

Harry chuckled at me.

"Yay! I got you up!...I was just kidding. We leave in two hours" he smiled.

That idiot. I got up from the warm covers for nothing?!

I grabbed a pillow from the bed and smacked him with it.

He put his arms up in surrender and laughed again.

"Gosh, I didn't know you liked to sleep the much, sorry!"

I nodded.

"Ok, I will be downstairs making breakfast...want?"

"Yes please" I answered.

"Good. It will be about fifteen minutes"

Then Harry walked out of the room and to the kitchen.

I almost forgot about the silent Niall in my, well, our room.

"I'm sorry" he quickly blurted before he left too.

Huh?

I shrugged and got up.

I took a shower and then picked out my clothes. Well, they were Harry's. I found the smallest one and pulled on some of his sweats.

They were comfy.

"Jessica?"

"Hm?" 

"Breakfasts ready"

I stumbled out of the bathroom and down the stairs.