Harry called me a tosser!

Six

Louis

I was right, my bed is all set up and in one piece in my bedroom, perfectly made too. A couch and other furniture are in the living room. I open my suitcase and add the carrot pillow to it for a touch of me.

I stay up for a few hours, putting personal touches in the apartment and then go to bed in the plush, queen size bed they managed to squeeze into the room. This is perfect, the small flat, I'm sick of giant houses I have no need for. I miss the small living.

I fall asleep, dreaming of Ali and her amazing scrambled eggs.

I wake up earlier than usual, its only 11 and get dressed. I open my door, and standing in my kitchen is Harry, with a set of bowls and cereal and milk.

“Good morning Boo Bear.” He greets me.

“Mornin' Hazza.” I mumble, rubbing my eyes. I sit down, pour some Special K and milk, smiling as I remember the video in which I ate it with my hands. Instead, I pick up a spoon and start eating.

“So I think Ali is still sleeping, shall we wake her up?” Harry suggests mischievously.

“You know, I think we shall. But why don't you put on some pants first?” I say. I've become used to Harry's nudity, his pants and underwear are discarded at my door. He walks over and pulls them on and we open my door quietly, keeping in our laughter. Then we open her door quietly. There is no noise coming from anywhere in the flat, and we walk, in our stalking feet, closer to her door, when out of no where a Nerf gun bullet hits me square in the chest.

“I'M HIT! I'M HIT!” I scream and collapse to the floor in fake convulsions. “I SEE THE LIGHT!”

Then another bullet hits Harry in the head, his knees buckle and he falls to the ground, pretending to be dead.

Ali emerges from behind the couch, her hand on one hip, in the other hand is the Nerf gun. She blows away fake smoke from the tip, then does a really bad ninja roll toward us, where I have stopped convulsing and stare blankly up at the ceiling. She pretends to take me pulse.

“It seems I'll have to do CPR, I still need information.” She says in a spy voice. Then she kisses me, and when she pulls away, I gasp for air rather loudly.

“Where will you be at one o'clock this afternoon?” She demands.

“In my flat!” I answer like a soldier.

“Wrong!” She shouts and pretends to slap me. “You will be here at one o'clock this afternoon, you too Harry, meeting my best friend.” She states, then adds, “If you want.”

“Ma'am, yes ma'am!” Harry says, saluting from his position on the floor.

“At ease, gentlemen!” She barks, kneeling next to me. I sit up and take the bullet off my chest, where it suctioned.

“Where did you learn to aim like that?”

“Well, I planned to throw a stuffed cat near Harry and yell 'THE P***Y MAGNET IS WORKING!' from the Adventurous Adventures of One Direction, so I practiced aiming... but I got attached to the cat. His name is now, um, Larry.” She blushes and I laugh.

“I have to say, that's really cute.” I say, kissing her nose.

“Larry as in Larry Stylinson?” Harry asks, standing up.

“Uh, yeah...” She blushes again.

“Well, I can't say I blame you we're adorable.” Harry smiles.

“What's this whole 'we' business?” I ask, grinning. Harry shoves me and I twist him into a headlock to give him a noogie.

“Don't make me straighten your hair, Styles.”

“Not the hair!” Harry cries. Then something catches my eye.

“Is that a keyboard?” I ask. Ali's eyes light up. “Yeah.”

“You're so lucky you don't have a drum set Als, I need practice.” Harry says.

“Yes you do.” I mock him while walking over to the keyboard. I turn it on a play a little tune.

“Fab-Louis.” Harry says, laughing.

“Really? I'd say it was extraordin-Harry.” I smile. Ali laughs from her seat on the couch.

“Anyone up for a Nerf gun war?” She asks. Harry and I immediately whip our heads toward her and nod.

“You're going down!” Harry says, as she gets up to get them. She swings her hips dramatically as she walks away, looking behind her fake- sexily, “We'll see about that.” I see Harry's eyes travel down her body.

“Mine, Styles.” I growl into his ear, leaning toward him.

“I know, you can appreciate the painting with out taking it home.” He says, grinning cheekily. I flick his cheek and he elbows me in the ribs, when Ali comes back with three Nerf guns, she finds us rolling around on the floor, laughing and pretending to fight. Then we get up and take our Nerf guns.

“Three seconds to run!” Harry yells.

“Every man for himself!” I add, sprinting into her bedroom when no one is looking. I crawl under her bed, one picture unrolls, and I stare back at me.

“Well hello there, handsome.” I whisper to it. Harry walks in, looking around warily, looking for a place to hide. Then, thinking no one's in here, he opens the top drawer of her dresser and puts a bra on his head, trying to contain his laughter. At that moment, I shoot him and get out from under the bed and sprint for the door.

“You tosser!” He yells at me. I laugh maniacally as I dive behind the couch to avoid a bullet from Ali. Then I jump up and shoot at her, and Harry runs in, the bra still on his head and shoots me. And at that moment, the door swings open and in walks her friend, calling, “Honey! I'm hoooooommme!” Then she sees us and bursts out laughing. Still frozen, I shoot one more bullet and it hits Ali, then all is still.

Harry hastily pulls the bra off his head and throws it into Ali's room. And I can see why. Maicee is very pretty. She has straight, down-to-her-waist dirty blonde hair, and a nice figure. But I like Ali.

Harry's eyes travel along her body. And then he does his flirty smile, straightening up from his shooting stance, walks toward her with his hand out. “Hi, I'm Harry.” She takes it and shakes.

Ali rolls her eyes at me from across the room playfully. Then she sets down the Nerf gun and walks over to me, taking my hand and leading me to Maicee.

“Louis, this is my best friend, Maicee. Maicee, this is my boyfriend.” She smiles at the word.

“Nice to meet you.” Maicee says, shaking my hand. We sit down on the couch while Ali gets some drinks. I miss England's legal drinking age, but lemonade will do.

“So, Maicee, tell me about yourself.” Harry says.

“Don't let him suck you in, Maicee, run while you can!” I joke.

“Shut up, you!” Harry throws a pillow at me from where he's sitting in the love seat. Ignoring our banter that makes us sound like we're married, she tells us about herself.

We talk for a while, my arm around Ali, her head on my shoulder.

“You guys are just so cute!” Maicee exclaims.

Author's Note

reviews please!

Reviews

[SuicidePact.]

awww I love your desriptions, you've portrayed these people very realistically!

woohooo I love 1D

[Coyote Poetry]

A very interesting chapter. I like the conversation and the desire to have fun in the chapter. A fun chapter to read. A excellent chapter.
Coyote

[shawlyn]

Hi Sophie,
Keep the comedy coming. Going strong!!
Regards
Shawlyn

[Odayin]

Where did you come up with "tosser"? Or any of that storyline for that matter..

[Sophie]

I looked up British slang on the internet...
And the story line was tucked away in some extra crazy part of my mind...

[Odayin]

Haha alright fair game Sophie

[Sylvana]

You're making me fall in love with them!

[Sophie]

My plan all along! MWAHAHAHA!

[Lydia]

Great chapter! Keep writing, please!

[Abbie]

aww! love this chapter! and the Adventurous Adventures of one Direction is hilarious! XD keep writing Sophie!

[Amanda]

Continue :DD