Picture Perfect
Sinister
When Liam finally left - keyword finally - I sighed and walked over to Harry. He was curled up into a tight ball. I felt his forehead only to discover he had a growing fever. And while he was burning up, his masculine body was shaking madly from shivers. I scrunched my eyebrows contemplating my strategy. The nurse in me surfaced, and I went with the first thing I thought of: a wet rag. That's all that I could for him now.
When I had dampened a towel and set it on Harry's head, I sat in a nearby couch. The events of today settled into my head, and I slumped backwards.
I haven't the slightest clue why Carson would flip on me like that. It made me angry, really, that he would doubt my faithfulness. And as much as Harry loved to push his limits, I knew in the end he had respect for my relationship. When he found out, that is. None of the other boys have shown the slightest bit of interest, and Carson knew how I felt about him.
Then there was Liam. The boy acts like he doesn't trust me! That whole episode with not wanting to leave Harry alone with me, and then him deciding to sleep on my freaking floor! No, screw him not trusting me, he just thought I couldn't handle all this craziness on my own. Well news flash, Liam! I've lived on my own since junior year. I think I'm ok.
I pretty much spent the entire day by Harry's bedside. He moaned, and groaned, and whined all day long. I felt my eyelids start to droop until the door creaked open. I snapped awake and saw Zayn sticking his head in. "Hey, Taylor. It's nearly six. Do you want something to eat? Liam's offered to take over Harry duty," he joked. I let a sigh of relief escape my dry lips.
"That would be wonderful." I slowly got up and let my tired joints snap back into place with a few pops here and there. I saw Zayn cringe at the sound. "Oh don't be such a wuss," I told him.
"Damn. Playing nurse changed you," he eyed me up and down but eventually grinned at me. I walked out of the room and saw the boys engulfed in their electronics.
"Liam?" I squeaked. he turned his head up to look at me and I jutted a thumb to the curly headed fellow's room. "You gonna go in there anytime soon?" Liam tilted his head in confusion which was returned with my own silent question. I arched an eyebrow to Zayn who walked in.
"Okay, so maybe he didn't volunteer. But we all know that the other lads would want to escort you," he suggested.
"To the kitchen...?" I asked curiously. I laughed lightly and looked at Niall and Louis grinning mischievously.
"Nope. We're taking you out tonight," Niall quipped. I groaned loudly and stomped my feet.
"Guys!" I whined.
Louis giggled. "Someone is a little cranky!" Louis poked my belly and I squealed. His evil smile returned. "And someone's ticklish!"
"Someone doesn't like to be tickled!" I screeched.
He repeatedly poked my stomach and I tried desperately to wiggle away from him. But as if they had a mental connection, Zayn, Niall, and Liam formed a wall around me trapping me in. I did a 360 looking for a way out, but eventually dropped to the ground and crawled in between their legs.
I sprinted to the kitchen and grabbed the first thing I could grab. And it really was pitiful. "Oooo, guys. Watch out! Tay's gonna shoot us with a banana. I think we better watch out," Louis teased. Niall walked over to me and I watched bewilderedly as he snatched the banana out of my hand and ate it.
"Problem solved," Niall said proudly.
"Guys, I really just want to put on some stretchy pants, maybe watch a movie, eat something fattening, and then go to bed," I pleaded.
"I'm with her!" Niall raised his hand high in the air and looked at the boys with wide eyes. "Can we keep 'er?" I heard Niall whisper. I scowled at him. I decided I wasn't going to wait for an answer so I went to my room and shut the door securely. I settled on wearing my favorite black sweatpants, my batman tank, and piggy slippers (outfit here: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93259255 ). Please, ignore the slippers. But if you must know, it's like walking on clouds.
...minus the whole 'falling to your death' part...
I walked out and saw the boys perched on the couch together, but they sprung apart when they heard me trot in. Zayn nodded in approval, I'm guessing at my choice of clothing, then said, "Looks like we got ourselves another Batman fan, lads."
"Liam would be proud," Niall giggled to Louis. I tilted my head in confusion, while Louis gave Niall a harsh glare.
Speaking of Liam, I noticed that he was sitting quietly twiddling with his thumbs on the couch. He nervously met my eyes and I smiled at him. He returned it, but still seemed to be shaken up. I sent him a look that said 'Can you believe them?' but he had already returned his attention to his hands.
"Niall," Louis hissed. Niall raised his hands in surrender.
"For the lady, we have picked The Proposal, The Notebook, Titanic, Dear John, and Valentine's Day," Zayn read off. I arched my eyebrow in question.
"Why all the sappy movies? Am I your excuse to watch something completely unmanly for once so it doesn't look bad? Well, guess I'm going to have to collect your man cards now because that's quite sad," I told them. Each boy had their mouths hanging open in shock at my bluntness. I only shrugged and suggested a movie of my own.
"Sinister?! What kind of person are you?" Niall asked in horror. I smiled at him innocently which seemed to only scare him more. "She's the mad girl in the movies that no one suspects because she looks innocent. Bu next thing you know, you're head has been chopped off," he whispered to Louis. Louis only looked proud.
"I knew I liked you," he told me.
"For your well being, I'll watch The Proposal. But I insist on Sinister." The boys agreed with me, and I managed to sit through The Proposal.
When we put in the second movie, I felt the nerves flare up inside me. Niall looked uneasy next to me and mumbled miserably, "I dunno why this movie was necessary." I giggled at him and sat next to the Irish lad.
Throughout the whole movie, Niall jumped and cursed and screamed while I giggled. When it finally ended, I figured I'd have a little fun. So when he went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, I trailed silently behind him. Luckily, the boy left the lights off - bless his soul. When he turned around I noticed he had his baby blue eyes focused on his phone.
He just sets himself up for failure, doesn't he?
I quickly jumped from hiding spot and an screamed in his face. Poor Niall jumped about ten feet in the air and dropped his glass of water, leaving shards of glass scattered everywhere.
Ever heard the saying "Karma's a bitch"? Well, you better believe it's true. Because as the glass from Niall's cup flew everywhere, a shard pierced me in the arm. So Niall and I were both screaming, hysterical messes.
"Why'd you scare me?!" Niall screeched.
"Why;d you drop the glass?!" I yelled right back at him. I saw all of the boys run in, and help Niall up from his fallen spot on the ground. Zayn flicked the light on, and it took my eyes a moment to adjust to the sudden light change, but when they did, I laughed loudly. "What the hell?" I giggled. I looked over and saw Liam dressed in a batman suit - a unitard in case you were wondering - and he stuck out a hand to help me up. I gladly accepted it, and brushed off the glass sticking to my bum.
"Ok, someone explain to me why Liam is in a batman suit," I breathed, still eyeing the boy next to me.
"I remember one time a fire alarm went off in the middle of the night, and Liam jumped out of nowhere in a suit, much like this one except it was completed with a mask, and was all 'Stay back, boys' You haven't seen anything," Niall recalled. I laughed harder seeing Liam's blushing face.
"I dunno where that came from," he muttered.
I shared one last laugh before bending down to my knees and picking up the glass pieces I had helped shatter.
"C'mere, love," Liam cooed after Niall and I cleaned our mess. I walked over to him and watched as his large hands applied medicine to my wound. I sucked in a breath at the pain shooting up and down my arm. He quickly stopped his actions to meet my gaze. "Sorry, Taylor. It's going to sting a bit." Instead of giving him an answer, I curtly nodded my head and he proceeded.
He soon placed a band aid on my arm, and I sighed. "Thanks," I breathed. I noticed Liam's hand lingered a bit longer than normal on me, but he pulled away before I could speak. I watched him turn away and swiftly go into his room. As soon as he appeared, he had disappeared.
I let a heavy breath leave my lips, and bid they boys goodnight, much to their protest. I slipped into my dark room. I collapsed instantly on the plush bed and shut my eyes, sleep happily greeting me.
When I had dampened a towel and set it on Harry's head, I sat in a nearby couch. The events of today settled into my head, and I slumped backwards.
I haven't the slightest clue why Carson would flip on me like that. It made me angry, really, that he would doubt my faithfulness. And as much as Harry loved to push his limits, I knew in the end he had respect for my relationship. When he found out, that is. None of the other boys have shown the slightest bit of interest, and Carson knew how I felt about him.
Then there was Liam. The boy acts like he doesn't trust me! That whole episode with not wanting to leave Harry alone with me, and then him deciding to sleep on my freaking floor! No, screw him not trusting me, he just thought I couldn't handle all this craziness on my own. Well news flash, Liam! I've lived on my own since junior year. I think I'm ok.
I pretty much spent the entire day by Harry's bedside. He moaned, and groaned, and whined all day long. I felt my eyelids start to droop until the door creaked open. I snapped awake and saw Zayn sticking his head in. "Hey, Taylor. It's nearly six. Do you want something to eat? Liam's offered to take over Harry duty," he joked. I let a sigh of relief escape my dry lips.
"That would be wonderful." I slowly got up and let my tired joints snap back into place with a few pops here and there. I saw Zayn cringe at the sound. "Oh don't be such a wuss," I told him.
"Damn. Playing nurse changed you," he eyed me up and down but eventually grinned at me. I walked out of the room and saw the boys engulfed in their electronics.
"Liam?" I squeaked. he turned his head up to look at me and I jutted a thumb to the curly headed fellow's room. "You gonna go in there anytime soon?" Liam tilted his head in confusion which was returned with my own silent question. I arched an eyebrow to Zayn who walked in.
"Okay, so maybe he didn't volunteer. But we all know that the other lads would want to escort you," he suggested.
"To the kitchen...?" I asked curiously. I laughed lightly and looked at Niall and Louis grinning mischievously.
"Nope. We're taking you out tonight," Niall quipped. I groaned loudly and stomped my feet.
"Guys!" I whined.
Louis giggled. "Someone is a little cranky!" Louis poked my belly and I squealed. His evil smile returned. "And someone's ticklish!"
"Someone doesn't like to be tickled!" I screeched.
He repeatedly poked my stomach and I tried desperately to wiggle away from him. But as if they had a mental connection, Zayn, Niall, and Liam formed a wall around me trapping me in. I did a 360 looking for a way out, but eventually dropped to the ground and crawled in between their legs.
I sprinted to the kitchen and grabbed the first thing I could grab. And it really was pitiful. "Oooo, guys. Watch out! Tay's gonna shoot us with a banana. I think we better watch out," Louis teased. Niall walked over to me and I watched bewilderedly as he snatched the banana out of my hand and ate it.
"Problem solved," Niall said proudly.
"Guys, I really just want to put on some stretchy pants, maybe watch a movie, eat something fattening, and then go to bed," I pleaded.
"I'm with her!" Niall raised his hand high in the air and looked at the boys with wide eyes. "Can we keep 'er?" I heard Niall whisper. I scowled at him. I decided I wasn't going to wait for an answer so I went to my room and shut the door securely. I settled on wearing my favorite black sweatpants, my batman tank, and piggy slippers (outfit here: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93259255 ). Please, ignore the slippers. But if you must know, it's like walking on clouds.
...minus the whole 'falling to your death' part...
I walked out and saw the boys perched on the couch together, but they sprung apart when they heard me trot in. Zayn nodded in approval, I'm guessing at my choice of clothing, then said, "Looks like we got ourselves another Batman fan, lads."
"Liam would be proud," Niall giggled to Louis. I tilted my head in confusion, while Louis gave Niall a harsh glare.
Speaking of Liam, I noticed that he was sitting quietly twiddling with his thumbs on the couch. He nervously met my eyes and I smiled at him. He returned it, but still seemed to be shaken up. I sent him a look that said 'Can you believe them?' but he had already returned his attention to his hands.
"Niall," Louis hissed. Niall raised his hands in surrender.
"For the lady, we have picked The Proposal, The Notebook, Titanic, Dear John, and Valentine's Day," Zayn read off. I arched my eyebrow in question.
"Why all the sappy movies? Am I your excuse to watch something completely unmanly for once so it doesn't look bad? Well, guess I'm going to have to collect your man cards now because that's quite sad," I told them. Each boy had their mouths hanging open in shock at my bluntness. I only shrugged and suggested a movie of my own.
"Sinister?! What kind of person are you?" Niall asked in horror. I smiled at him innocently which seemed to only scare him more. "She's the mad girl in the movies that no one suspects because she looks innocent. Bu next thing you know, you're head has been chopped off," he whispered to Louis. Louis only looked proud.
"I knew I liked you," he told me.
"For your well being, I'll watch The Proposal. But I insist on Sinister." The boys agreed with me, and I managed to sit through The Proposal.
When we put in the second movie, I felt the nerves flare up inside me. Niall looked uneasy next to me and mumbled miserably, "I dunno why this movie was necessary." I giggled at him and sat next to the Irish lad.
Throughout the whole movie, Niall jumped and cursed and screamed while I giggled. When it finally ended, I figured I'd have a little fun. So when he went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, I trailed silently behind him. Luckily, the boy left the lights off - bless his soul. When he turned around I noticed he had his baby blue eyes focused on his phone.
He just sets himself up for failure, doesn't he?
I quickly jumped from hiding spot and an screamed in his face. Poor Niall jumped about ten feet in the air and dropped his glass of water, leaving shards of glass scattered everywhere.
Ever heard the saying "Karma's a bitch"? Well, you better believe it's true. Because as the glass from Niall's cup flew everywhere, a shard pierced me in the arm. So Niall and I were both screaming, hysterical messes.
"Why'd you scare me?!" Niall screeched.
"Why;d you drop the glass?!" I yelled right back at him. I saw all of the boys run in, and help Niall up from his fallen spot on the ground. Zayn flicked the light on, and it took my eyes a moment to adjust to the sudden light change, but when they did, I laughed loudly. "What the hell?" I giggled. I looked over and saw Liam dressed in a batman suit - a unitard in case you were wondering - and he stuck out a hand to help me up. I gladly accepted it, and brushed off the glass sticking to my bum.
"Ok, someone explain to me why Liam is in a batman suit," I breathed, still eyeing the boy next to me.
"I remember one time a fire alarm went off in the middle of the night, and Liam jumped out of nowhere in a suit, much like this one except it was completed with a mask, and was all 'Stay back, boys' You haven't seen anything," Niall recalled. I laughed harder seeing Liam's blushing face.
"I dunno where that came from," he muttered.
I shared one last laugh before bending down to my knees and picking up the glass pieces I had helped shatter.
"C'mere, love," Liam cooed after Niall and I cleaned our mess. I walked over to him and watched as his large hands applied medicine to my wound. I sucked in a breath at the pain shooting up and down my arm. He quickly stopped his actions to meet my gaze. "Sorry, Taylor. It's going to sting a bit." Instead of giving him an answer, I curtly nodded my head and he proceeded.
He soon placed a band aid on my arm, and I sighed. "Thanks," I breathed. I noticed Liam's hand lingered a bit longer than normal on me, but he pulled away before I could speak. I watched him turn away and swiftly go into his room. As soon as he appeared, he had disappeared.
I let a heavy breath leave my lips, and bid they boys goodnight, much to their protest. I slipped into my dark room. I collapsed instantly on the plush bed and shut my eyes, sleep happily greeting me.
Notes
Hello, loves! I hope you liked the chappie! It took me a bit to conjure up, but hopefully it was worth it :)Just so you know, Sinister is actually the most horrifying movie on the planet. I practically screamed so loud the neighbors heard it while watching it! AHHHHH! I got chills just thinking about it. Ugh. I seem to have a thing for scary movies, so if you have a suggestion just comment below!
You people aren't quite finished with me yet, sadly. I will be writing chapter six, and the PickNandos will take over. I promise it'll be worth it!
Thanks, guys!
-Mareeeesssaaa
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Actually... Sorry to disappoint. It's the chapter she started before she left. It was actually quite hard for me to write this, cuz I don't feel right writing without her. But I'm going to for her anyway.
1/28/14