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Seeing someone that used to mean the world to
you and having to pretend you don't know them is probably the
hardest thing ever.
New Normals
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty
I lay in Niall's
arms, and slowly drift to sleep. Anything said after 1 am,
isn't somethings that was meant to be said in the first
place. As he tucked a blanket around me, I sleepily
whispered, "I love you Niall..."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The next morning, I wake up in my own bed, leaving me wondering if it all might have been a dream. I look down at what I am wearing, and realize that I had in fact done what I regretted.
Emotion was like my drug, or alcohol, for better words. I get drunk on it, if I feel too many things at once. So many things were swirling around my head, I still had to put the pieces together.
I look at my phone, and check the time, it was a little past ten, they would all be up by now.
I stretch, and find a sweatshirt on a chair in the corner, in Niall's scribbly penmenship, it says: "Put on some clothes before you come out."
I laugh out loud, and slide it over my head, it even smelled like him.
Everyone was dressed when I found them.
Louis, and Harry were playing a video, barely looking up at me, Zayn and Liam were sitting at the bar talking.
"Where's N-"
His arms wrap around my waist from behind me, "Morning."
"Morning," I smile back.
"Get dressed," Liam looks over at us, "We're leaving soon."
"To?" I ask, pouring a cup of coffee.
They all laugh like it's the funniest thing in the world.
"We're going to Zayn's house, pack a bag" he adds.
"Spending the night?"
"Uhhh, yeah," Harry laughs.
"We aren't spending Christmas in a hotel room."
I look at the calendar, it was December 24th.
I laugh at myself, "I didn't even realize, I lost track of time."
Niall smiles, and I start to throw a few clothes in a bag.
I shower quickly, and change into http://www.polyvore.com/random_outfit1/set?id=62967859&lid=2056264 .
I was determained to make a good first impression this time.
Niall's face appears in the mirror, "Do I look okay?" I spin.
He laughs, and pulls me to him, "You always look gorgeous.." I blush, "You'd look better with icecream on your nose though," he smiles, and runs away.
"Niall!" I half scream half laugh, and chase after him.
When I get out to the other room, I don't see him.
Just when I am about to yell his name, he grabs me from behind me, and spins me around.
I squeal, and he throw me over his shoulder. I laugh happily. We get to the other room where everyone else is.
"Are you two ready?" Liam asks impaitently.
I hop down, if Liam was in a bad mood, everyone else would be too. I look down, "Be out in a sec, you guys get in the van."
Everyone leaves except Niall and I. As soon as the door closes, we fall into a fit of laughter.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The next morning, I wake up in my own bed, leaving me wondering if it all might have been a dream. I look down at what I am wearing, and realize that I had in fact done what I regretted.
Emotion was like my drug, or alcohol, for better words. I get drunk on it, if I feel too many things at once. So many things were swirling around my head, I still had to put the pieces together.
I look at my phone, and check the time, it was a little past ten, they would all be up by now.
I stretch, and find a sweatshirt on a chair in the corner, in Niall's scribbly penmenship, it says: "Put on some clothes before you come out."
I laugh out loud, and slide it over my head, it even smelled like him.
Everyone was dressed when I found them.
Louis, and Harry were playing a video, barely looking up at me, Zayn and Liam were sitting at the bar talking.
"Where's N-"
His arms wrap around my waist from behind me, "Morning."
"Morning," I smile back.
"Get dressed," Liam looks over at us, "We're leaving soon."
"To?" I ask, pouring a cup of coffee.
They all laugh like it's the funniest thing in the world.
"We're going to Zayn's house, pack a bag" he adds.
"Spending the night?"
"Uhhh, yeah," Harry laughs.
"We aren't spending Christmas in a hotel room."
I look at the calendar, it was December 24th.
I laugh at myself, "I didn't even realize, I lost track of time."
Niall smiles, and I start to throw a few clothes in a bag.
I shower quickly, and change into http://www.polyvore.com/random_outfit1/set?id=62967859&lid=2056264 .
I was determained to make a good first impression this time.
Niall's face appears in the mirror, "Do I look okay?" I spin.
He laughs, and pulls me to him, "You always look gorgeous.." I blush, "You'd look better with icecream on your nose though," he smiles, and runs away.
"Niall!" I half scream half laugh, and chase after him.
When I get out to the other room, I don't see him.
Just when I am about to yell his name, he grabs me from behind me, and spins me around.
I squeal, and he throw me over his shoulder. I laugh happily. We get to the other room where everyone else is.
"Are you two ready?" Liam asks impaitently.
I hop down, if Liam was in a bad mood, everyone else would be too. I look down, "Be out in a sec, you guys get in the van."
Everyone leaves except Niall and I. As soon as the door closes, we fall into a fit of laughter.
I survived the Tumblr
crash on
12/12/12
New Normals
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Fifteen
Niall's POV
When the boys and I drink, we don't over do it...most of the time, but now I had Claire, I need to be especially careful.
We sat around a bar, taking shots, when I ask, "How much longer should I wait?"
"What do you mean?" Louis asked.
"He means," Harry laughed, "How much longer does he wait before he asks about..."
"Ohhh."
"How long did you and Perrie wait?" these questions didn't phase them, or really bother them at all.
"You know that Claire's a little different, right?"
"How?" I asked, the alcohol starting to speak, "It happened a long time ago."
"Can you hear yourself, mate?" Louis asked, a bit of shock in his voice.
I take another shot, "A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!" I wipe my lips, "I won't wait forever! I wanna know"
Zayn takes my shot glass away, "When you're sober, we can talk."
I stumble in the bathroom to wash my face, while I am gone:
Harry says, "I don't know if this was a good idea.."
"We won't take him home right away."
"I don't think he should drink..." Zayn says thoughtfully, "Not when Claire is so fragile..."
Louis kicked the floor, "I thought he could handle himself..."
"What are we going to do? Where can he go?" Harry asked.
Zayn, thinking out loud says, "We'll just walk him around town..." he lowered his voice, "he isn't that drunk, yet, maybe it will wear off soon.."
"And if not?"
"We'll keep him away from Claire," he answers shortly.
In the bathroom, I stare at my reflection in the mirror, and splash some water on my face. I told myself this wouldn't happen. I wasn't going to get wasted the first time Claire trusts me enough to go out alone. I shook my head a few times, and walk back out to Zayn, Louis, and Harry, who had serious looks on their face.
Through the thin veil of blurriness, I say, "I'm ready to go home."
"Let's go talk first," Louis puts an arm over my shoulder and leads me outside.
Zayn and Harry walk 10 feet behind us.
"Are you ready to go home?" Louis asked me.
"That's what I said," getting irritated.
"That's what I mean! Can you handle going back there? To Claire?"
"I'm fine. I can still control myself."
We walk a little longer, and I say, "What I was saying before, about Claire-"
"Was rude? Uncalled for? Selfish?" he suddenly gets angry.
"I know,' I close my eyes, "I shouldn't have said that."
"Well you go that right."
"Why are you so mad?" I stop walking and stare at him.
"Because I can not believe you would say that about her! How dare you even think that!"
My face steams, "It. Was. Wrong. I know that, I didn't mean anything."
He shakes his head, this was apparently a touchy subject, he hailed a taxi, and we road back to the hotel.
When the boys and I drink, we don't over do it...most of the time, but now I had Claire, I need to be especially careful.
We sat around a bar, taking shots, when I ask, "How much longer should I wait?"
"What do you mean?" Louis asked.
"He means," Harry laughed, "How much longer does he wait before he asks about..."
"Ohhh."
"How long did you and Perrie wait?" these questions didn't phase them, or really bother them at all.
"You know that Claire's a little different, right?"
"How?" I asked, the alcohol starting to speak, "It happened a long time ago."
"Can you hear yourself, mate?" Louis asked, a bit of shock in his voice.
I take another shot, "A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!" I wipe my lips, "I won't wait forever! I wanna know"
Zayn takes my shot glass away, "When you're sober, we can talk."
I stumble in the bathroom to wash my face, while I am gone:
Harry says, "I don't know if this was a good idea.."
"We won't take him home right away."
"I don't think he should drink..." Zayn says thoughtfully, "Not when Claire is so fragile..."
Louis kicked the floor, "I thought he could handle himself..."
"What are we going to do? Where can he go?" Harry asked.
Zayn, thinking out loud says, "We'll just walk him around town..." he lowered his voice, "he isn't that drunk, yet, maybe it will wear off soon.."
"And if not?"
"We'll keep him away from Claire," he answers shortly.
In the bathroom, I stare at my reflection in the mirror, and splash some water on my face. I told myself this wouldn't happen. I wasn't going to get wasted the first time Claire trusts me enough to go out alone. I shook my head a few times, and walk back out to Zayn, Louis, and Harry, who had serious looks on their face.
Through the thin veil of blurriness, I say, "I'm ready to go home."
"Let's go talk first," Louis puts an arm over my shoulder and leads me outside.
Zayn and Harry walk 10 feet behind us.
"Are you ready to go home?" Louis asked me.
"That's what I said," getting irritated.
"That's what I mean! Can you handle going back there? To Claire?"
"I'm fine. I can still control myself."
We walk a little longer, and I say, "What I was saying before, about Claire-"
"Was rude? Uncalled for? Selfish?" he suddenly gets angry.
"I know,' I close my eyes, "I shouldn't have said that."
"Well you go that right."
"Why are you so mad?" I stop walking and stare at him.
"Because I can not believe you would say that about her! How dare you even think that!"
My face steams, "It. Was. Wrong. I know that, I didn't mean anything."
He shakes his head, this was apparently a touchy subject, he hailed a taxi, and we road back to the hotel.
New Normals
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen
We decide to go to
Europe a day early.
Paisley, Merideth, and Ben had left 5 days ago, and I was ready to leave.
We would try to spread our time evenly between all the boys' families, starting with Harry.
The plane ride was tireless, I had only been on a plane once before, and I still didn't like it very much. Niall noticed this as we took off, and held my hand most of the way, distracting me with what ever popped into his amazingly random mind.
- - - - - - - - - - - -
I was ready to sleep. It had been an incredibly long day. And all I wanted to do was sleep. But of course nothing was that easy.
After we settled down in our hotel suite, the boys sat me down. Great, what did I do this time?
"Claire," Harry sighed.
Louis tried to open his mouth to say something, but couldn't find the words.
Finally Liam spoke up, "Are you aware that in London we are legally allowed to drink?"
I suck in my breath, "Yes."
"....do you care if?" Zayn starts.
I shake my head, "I don't care..I t-trust you."
Niall didn't seem convinced, "Claire, we want you to be comfortable around us-"
"Ni, I really don't care," I run my fingers through his blonde hair, "Just be safe."
"We will," he kissed me, "We're leaving you with Liam,"
Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Niall all leave.
"So are you really okay with this?" he asks me, after they all had left.
I turn to him, unsure what to say.
"You can be honest," he sits on the table and looks at me, "I won't tell them."
"I'm absoultey terrified," I whisper.
"Come here," he opens his arms.
I walk slowly into them, "What if they get hurt? What if they h-hur-"
"You?" he finished my sentence.
"I have seen people when they're drunk Liam..."
He took my hands comfortingly, "And I have seen all of them drunk," he looked me in the eye, and in all seriousness says, "They won't hurt you, I won't let them hurt you."
"Why am I worrying?" I ask turning away.
"Good question."
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Paisley, Merideth, and Ben had left 5 days ago, and I was ready to leave.
We would try to spread our time evenly between all the boys' families, starting with Harry.
The plane ride was tireless, I had only been on a plane once before, and I still didn't like it very much. Niall noticed this as we took off, and held my hand most of the way, distracting me with what ever popped into his amazingly random mind.
- - - - - - - - - - - -
I was ready to sleep. It had been an incredibly long day. And all I wanted to do was sleep. But of course nothing was that easy.
After we settled down in our hotel suite, the boys sat me down. Great, what did I do this time?
"Claire," Harry sighed.
Louis tried to open his mouth to say something, but couldn't find the words.
Finally Liam spoke up, "Are you aware that in London we are legally allowed to drink?"
I suck in my breath, "Yes."
"....do you care if?" Zayn starts.
I shake my head, "I don't care..I t-trust you."
Niall didn't seem convinced, "Claire, we want you to be comfortable around us-"
"Ni, I really don't care," I run my fingers through his blonde hair, "Just be safe."
"We will," he kissed me, "We're leaving you with Liam,"
Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Niall all leave.
"So are you really okay with this?" he asks me, after they all had left.
I turn to him, unsure what to say.
"You can be honest," he sits on the table and looks at me, "I won't tell them."
"I'm absoultey terrified," I whisper.
"Come here," he opens his arms.
I walk slowly into them, "What if they get hurt? What if they h-hur-"
"You?" he finished my sentence.
"I have seen people when they're drunk Liam..."
He took my hands comfortingly, "And I have seen all of them drunk," he looked me in the eye, and in all seriousness says, "They won't hurt you, I won't let them hurt you."
"Why am I worrying?" I ask turning away.
"Good question."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Squidward: Get off me Patrick, I'm claustrophobic
Patrick: What does claustrophobic mean?
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Squidward: what?
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Squidward: what?
Patrick: HO! HO! HO!
Spongebob: STOP PATRICK YOUR SCARING HIM!!!
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