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Cassidy's P.O.V~
I woke up on the living room couch to hear the television playing entirely too loud. I could have swore I remembered Harry telling me he would turn the television off when him and Ana went to bed. Since Niall had fell asleep down here watching Nemo, I didn't want to wake him, so I ended up falling asleep beside him.
When I leaned up, attempting to rub the sleep out of my eyes, I noticed Louis sitting in the chair across from us watching the tv. That explains why it's so loud.
"Louis!" I said, attempting to get his attention. How in the world was Niall sleeping through this?
"Can you turn the tv down? We're trying to sleep!" I told him.
"This is actually really important, couldn't you just drag him up to your room?" He asked me and I sighed.
"Fine," I told him, attempting to get up, but to no avail due to Niall's arm still being around me.
I slowly pulled myself away from Niall and sighed. I knew there wasn't any way for me to carry him, and he looked so peaceful. I decided if I left him here to sleep, he probably wouldn't mind.
I walked upstairs slowly, still incredibly tired and irritated at my argument with Louis. I mean, he's the one trying to watch television at 2 am in my flat.
I silently cursed Ana for turning the air so low. I felt like I was freezing, but I knew if I turned it up, she would wake up and try to attack me. I walked over to the bed and as I was just about to get in, I heard my door creak open.
I turned to see Niall stumble in, rubbing his eyes and I laughed lightly, "Did Louis wake you up too?"
"Yeah, you could have woke me up when you wanted to come to bed, babe," he told me, "I got worried when I woke up and you weren't there."
"I'm sorry. You just looked so peaceful." I told him as another shiver went through my body. What was it, 55 degrees in here?
"Are you cold?" he asked me, his accent thicker than usual due to his tiredness. It was incredibly attractive, so I nodded.
He came over and got in on his side of the bed, pulling me over toward him by snaking his arms around my waist. By this time, I was pretty much awake and I decided to mess with Niall since he was so sleepy.
"So, who's Victoria?" I asked him, doing my best to keep a straight face.
"Who?" He asked, looking confused.
"When you were asleep, you kept saying the name Victoria," I told him, feeling like I was going to start laughing and drop the act any second.
His eyes widened, but he still looked incredibly confused. He went into full defensive mode as he said, "I don't know anyone with that name, baby. If I was having any dreams, it would be about you, not some girl named Victoria."
I smiled, grabbing his hand, "I know, baby. I was just messing with you. Just wanted to know if you actually dreamt about me before."
Niall gasped, pulling his hand away and putting it against his chest, "You tricked me. How dare you."
I just laughed, "Go to sleep."
"Gladly." He replied, letting his head hit the pillow.
I pulled the covers up over us and smiled as he kissed the back of my neck before slowly falling asleep.
*The Next Morning*
"Breakfast!" Harry yelled throughout the flat. I groaned, rolling over to see Niall was still asleep. He can literally sleep through anything.
I laid there for a moment, admiring how peaceful he looked while he slept. He looked so cute with his blonde hair messed up, slightly wavy as it was disheveled from his sleep. HIs eyebrows were perfect and his eyelashes were so long. His cute little nose and his lips that were begging to be kissed. He looked like an angel.
"You can stop staring, babe. I'm all yours." Niall said suddenly, his eyes popping open and it suddenly occurred to me that maybe he did hear Harry call for breakfast.
I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, suddenly very embarrassed that I had gotten caught staring at him for the second time. He got up from the bed, pulling his t-shirt back on over his head.
"Are you really all mine?" I asked him. He turned around and smiled at me.
"Forever and always."
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"I made blueberry pancakes!" Harry exclaimed when Niall and I walked downstairs.
I noticed the huge stack of pancakes sitting on the plate in the middle of the table and immediately grew excited. They smelled so good. Even though there were a lot, I knew that with just Niall and I, we could most likely finish that stack ourselves.
"Where's Ana?" I asked.
"Still asleep," Harry laughed, "She told me not to wake her."
"And Louis?" Niall asked.
"Louis went back to our flat before you guys fell asleep," Harry answered.
I looked at Niall confused, "Louis was still here when we woke up last night around two though?" I told him, "He was here watching tv."
"Well, that's weird." Harry laughed, "But it is Louis we're talking about."
Niall passed me a plate he had made with two pancakes on it. I took a bite and I wondered how I had even held out the few minutes we were talking before beginning to eat one. They were just so good and I reminded myself to applaud Harry for his cooking skills. By the time I finished one pancake, Niall had already finished too. I looked over at him and laughed.
"You two really are just alike," Harry laughed, "I never thought Niall would find the perfect girl, but here you are."
Suddenly, an idea hit me for a game we could play later, "Do you guys, by chance, have any nerf guns at your flat?"
"Ten small guns, three big ones, and three hundred bullets," Harry answered proudly, "Why?"
"We should have a civil war later between everyone!" I told them, "Think about how much fun that would be."
"That's a great idea, babe," Niall told me, kissing my cheek. Harry nodded, "I know everyone else would love to participate."
"Sounds good to me!" I told them.
"I'm going to head back to the flat for a little while. Tell Ana to text me whenever she wakes up," Harry told us, grabbing his bags and we told him thank you for cooking breakfast before he left.
I turned to look at Niall and he just laughed. I saw my reflection in the mirror on the fridge and noticed I had syrup all over my lips from the pancakes. I smacked his arm for laughing at me, "Oh hush, Ni."
"Allow me," He smiled, leaning over and pressing his lips to mine for a sweet kiss.
When he pulled away, I smiled, "I bet you can't beat me in Just Dance 4."
Niall narrowed his eyes at me, "Oh, you're on."
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I gripped the wii remote harder in my hand, determined to make sure I beat Niall. I can't let him win.
"There's no way you can beat me at my own song, Cassidy," Niall told me confidently.
"We'll see about that." I winked as I clicked on "What Makes You Beautiful".
Niall selected the guy that looked the most like him while I slected the one that looked the most like Harry. The music began and I glanced over at Niall as I knew immediately that he knew the moves by heart to this one.
Too bad for him, so did I.
As soon as we finished, Niall looked at me, clearly upset that I had beat him by 300 points, "I can't believe you beat me."
I smiled brightly at him, "Maybe next time, babe."
"Well, I know that you're definitely not going to beat me on Justin Bieber's song!" He exclaimed and I laughed.
"Alright, babe, you're on."
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The alternate title for this was going to be The Dance Off, but I felt like I should put some respect on Harry's cooking skills lol.
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-Cassidy