Over Again

We all decided to have New Years Eve at Zayn's house. Surprised? No, I didn't think so.

"So, when are the boys coming," I said to Trisha while stiring a bowl of potato salad.

"Um, Zayn said at six I think," she said, sounding unsure. I nodded, knowing Zayn was out getting snacks while Way, me, Trisha, and Ella were making the food for New Years. Trisha said no alcohol, which made Niall very, very sad.

"Ella, how's the casseroles going," Way asked.

"Well...it's going?"

"Cookies are done," Trisha announced. Brandy ran into the kitchen, grabbing a very hot cookie, and running away.

"Aww man! It crumbled!" I laughed at my sister. She ran in, but Trisha had put the cookies on the top shelf so she couldn't reach it. Brandy pouted, stomping away from the kitchen.

Suddenly, Niall burst through the front door, running through the house just after Ella set the trays of casseroles onto the kitchen counter. Harry was right after him, and they both saw Ella's casseroles.

Niall took one tray and Harry took the other, then ran off to some other room.

"Niall! Harry!" Ella rolled her eyes, chasing after them. "I just made those! If you destroy them I'm gonna--aww man! Don't eat it! It's gonna be--"

"HOT!" Harry came in screaming. "HOT HOT HOT! WATER!" Trisha had already filled up a glass of water for him, so when he came in, she just held it up. He grabbed it, practically pouring it in his mouth.

Niall came back into the kitchen, Ella dragging him by his ear. She was very short, so he was bent down almost all the way, mumbling Ows.

"Say it," Ella demanded, letting go of his ear and crossing his arms. Niall sighed sadly.

"I'm sorry that I took the food that was not ready." Ella smiled, patting his back, thanking him.

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