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Have A Little Mercy...

The Styles Game

Shay P.O.V

Me and Harry chose the room next to Niall & Mercy's room. We Rushed in, Laughing our heads off, and then we locked eyes, giggling. Harry took me on a tour of our room.

"Here's the bedroom obviously" he said winking at me. "There's the bathroom, and there's the kitchen thing and the living area, there's another kitchen, the main one, downstairs, with a a massive fridge, and there's a living room with a plasma, and a game room, and a gym and just everything. You'll love it here, i'm sure of it" He said sweetly.

"Yeah well, i need to unpack, i guess and you should probably too," i said grabbing my suitcase and heading to my cupboard, and unzipping my suitcase.

I open my suitcase and listen out for Harry but he doesn't he just lays on his bed, i roll my eyes. He's weird, he's watching me with his bright green eyes and a smile stained on his face. I open the top drawer and dump all my tops, socks, bikini's and underwear. Slammed that drawer shut, i couls see Harry jump in the corner of my eyes, i giggle. Open the second dump my jeans and leggins, then slowly and quietly close that one, watching Harry. Then open the last drawer and dump all my dresses and skirts. Then i set out to line up all my shoes infront of it. Harry rolls his eyes laughing at how many shoes i had brung.

Oh well im sure i'd laugh at what he'd brought.

I tunt around and fell back into bed, Looking up at the ceiling. This day everything had flown by so past. i closed my eyes, and they strangely fluttered open to the sight of a stange curly haired boy stood over me saying my name.

"Yes Harry?"

"Do you want to play a game?"

"What type of game?"I Asked

"A Drinking game" He said

"Umm, Yeaah" I said sitting up abruptly.

"Right okay, you name a band and if i dont know them i drink, i name a band and if you don't know them you drink, but if when they're named and we know them both of us have to drink" I knew he was doing this to find out what music i listen to, and to get me drunk, but i agreed.

He produced two bottles of vodka, one each, and two shot glasses. Lovely.

"Mouthwash" I said with a cheesy grin, twinging in my lips.

He poured his drink and drunk.

"White eskimo" He said.

I Laughed " I know that one, you idiot!" we both poured our shots and drunk.

And hour later we was cuddled up in his bed, He was snoring and i was dropping off. Smiling.

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