Part 4; I'm not a party breaker

534 12 10
                                        

a/n sorry for my grammar mistakes. neeext part should be interesting :) thank you for voting, and reading... and commenting. tell me what do you think about it :) after 5 votes i'll upload next part :)

  I woke up on my bed, not knowing how did I get here. I looked around my room and saw Niall sleeping in his bed. I rolled on my bed to get near the night table to unlock my phone. It’s 7 in the morning. Last thing I remember is watching Batman with lads. I probably feel asleep there, cause I don’t remember going back to my room. I forgot what time is it, so I unlocked my phone again; it’s 7:05. I should probably go back to sleep. Soonest I closed my eyes and slowly fell in my dreams, someone barged in.

“Wake up, sleepy heads!” I know this voice. It’s Louis.

“Go away.” Niall yelled, pulling covers over his head, then putting pillows on his head.

“Niall, you really want to miss breakfast?” Louis asked him, putting him arms on his waist. He looked a bit funny that way. “And you missy, get up! Or no breakfast for you too.” Louis said and I pulled covers over my head too. Who saw eating at 7 am? Isn’t that little bit early?

“I’m not getting up!” I whined. But I am hungry a little. No, I’m not getting up.

“Niall got up, so you must too.” Louis stopped with shouting and yelling, he was sitting on my bed.

“Can’t you bring me breakfast in bed?” I whined again, and made famous puppy face. “Pretty please! Lou Boo.”

“Lou Boo?” he laughed like I said something hilarious, or was he mocking me? “Is that a new nickname?” he asked. I pulled covers back, not wanting to answer his question.

“Louis, you know she’s not a morning person, so there’s no way she’ll get up” strong Irish voice said and strong Irish voice was right. Bow down to Niall.

“But she will get up or I’ll tell everyone what did she do last summer.” Louis said, even though I couldn’t see him I knew he had some kind of grin on his face.

“You wouldn’t?” I sat up and my eyes popped out. That’s a secret! He wouldn’t tell, would he? No… he wouldn’t.

“If you don’t get out of the bed soon, I will.” He crossed his arms. I hate you right now, Louis William Tomlinson.

“What did she do?” Niall jumped around the room out of excitement.

“Okay, okay, I’m up!! Geez. I thought we’re here for a vacation.” I pouted and got out of the bed, and walked straight to the bathroom.

“We are, and you can’t sleep the whole vacation, love.” He shouted. I could hear him talking without shouting.

“I’m not talking to you anymore, Lou Boo.” I disguise voice at the end of the sentence. Kinda sounds weird.

“Then why did you call me Lou Boo? You usually say ‘I’m not talking to you anymore, Tommo.’, don’t you?” Damn it. I do.

I walked out of the bathroom and sat on my bed, where was Louis sitting whole this time. Niall wasn’t in the room so I guess he left to meet up with the boys.

“It’s 8am. It’s like your mom knew you wouldn’t get ready in an hour.” Louis said, walking toward room’s door. I’m not talking to him.

“C’mon Natalie!” he shouted from the hall. “I’m coming, I’m coming.” I repeated. “Ha! You talked to me.” He was doing happy dance and pointing fingers at me. Well it usually ends like this. I say I’m not talking to him and  usually when I’m angry I call him ‘Tommo’ and then after 5 minutes top, I automatically speak to him and he does some weird happy dance and points fingers at me. Other boys find that annoying.

We went out on a breakfast, which was not easy, because we had to find unknown place to eat. I sat between Liam and Zayn. I don’t sit next to Louis, Harry or Niall during the meal time, cause they are just abnormal. Louis always do something with his food, I always chose not to sit next to Niall during any meal, or snack time, and next to Harry I don’t sit cause… well he’s sitting next to Louis so they both do mess. That’s why I choose to sit next to Liam or Zayn; well-behaving boys.

We ordered some food and when we ate it, we went back to our hotel rooms, cause I’ve been told that I’m party-breaker , which I’m not. It was noon and it was hot. I just wanted to chill. Soon enough they all left. Zayn went with Harry and Liam to buy some clothes and look around the city, and Niall and Louis stayed here with me. We were in my and Niall’s room; chillin’.

“So Party-breaker, what are we going to do?” Louis said whilst poking my shoulder.

“I am not party-breaker and stop calling me that!” I pouted.

“Okay, don’t get upset now I’ll just go for some snacks and tea. I’ll be right back.” Louis announced and left.

“Tickle time!” Niall shouted all of sudden. Strange, little boy.

“No, no, no!” I chuckled as he grabbed my waist and tickle the hell out of me.

“Niall, stop it!” I said, now laughing. That boy… I swear when he sleeps I’ll tickle him until… until he runs out of oxygen.

“Say ‘Niall is the greatest and hottest boy I’ve ever met’, then I let you go.” He said, tickling my neck. I don’t know who tell him, but I’m most ticklish near my neck. I only told Louis about this. And if he told him, I’m so gonna kill him when he gets back!

“No way! Never!” I shouted. He was on top of me just like the other day. But this time we were on the floor so I couldn’t push him off of something.

“Say it!” he laughed, evil laugh. I bet you’ll enjoy this moment, leprechaun… “Niall is the greatest and hottest boy I’ve ever met!” I shouted and he stopped with the tickling. Thank God!

“I bought you chocolate with strawberries, and for you, Niall, I’ve got some chips.” Louis yelled as he was entering our room. I quickly pushed off Niall and sat up. He looked at us and he looked pretty much confused. “What have you two been doing?” he asked and his face was little bit pale. My hair was a mess and Niall’s was too. And my shirt was…torn? I’m gonna kill Niall for this. We were also breathless. I because of laughing and Niall because of tickling me and plus all that we were on floor.

“Umm, nothing.” I quietly said.

“Lou, you okay? You look little bit pale, mate.” Niall asked him , getting up from the floor and Louis just put on a fake smile and said “I’m okay, so what are we going to do?”.

New Direction ...and a new love?Where stories live. Discover now