The New Girl

{31} An unknown number, the best cook, and troublemaker

"Mmm, wha?" I groaned and flipped over.  I was in a nice sleep but something keeps messing with me.  For the 100th time, my back was poked.  "WHAT!" I yelled.  I peeked one eye open to see my boyfriend laughing loudly. 

Great, what was I doing while sleeping?  And how long was Niall awake?  I hid my head in the pillow.  "Gracie, I have to go upstairs.  So Maura doesn't know I slept down here." Niall told me.  I reached for his stomach and hugged him.  "Now get your butt up there leprechaun." 

Niall ran up the stairs still laughing.  Now that I was up, I might as well get ready.  The clock said it was eleven.  Good thing we didn't sleep any longer, it'd look a little sketchy if Maura came down.  Or even Greg. 

The one thing I wanted to do right now was shower.  I found my dufflebag and pulled out my little bag full of shower stuff.  I'd need my clothes too since...I wouldn't be risking someone walking into the basement on me.  That'd just be wonderful.

Something in my bag buzzed.  MY PHONE!  What the hell, I actually haven't checked it since I've been here.  I added that to all my junk I'm carrying to the bathroom.  Quickly, I locked the door and turned the shower on.  It needs to heat up.  I hate cold showers.

My phone had many snapchats, mostly from Holland.  Chelle sent texts just being all worried about how Niall is acting.  I scoffed seeing an unknown number.  I knew exactly who the text was from though.

 

"Just wanted to let u know Harry and I are getting closer than ever!  We've been texting all break.  I even got him to fess up his feelings about you.  Let's just say, they arn't good. See you soon loser. x"

Ella.  Of course it's Ella.  I don't even understand her!  I'm dating Niall!  Not Harry!  What is she trying to win?  GAH!!!!

The mirorr was all fogged up, since the shower was hot.  Shit, I better get in before I waste too much water.  I stripped my clothes off and hopped in the shower.   But what is all this about Harry?  I don't really care that they're texting....but why would Harry tell her he hates me?  Well, that's what I'm getting out of this.  She's most likely making it up.

When I heard my phone buzz again, I groaned.  I really want to read that text but I'm in the shower.  Quickly, I shampooed my hair, scrubbed my body, shaved my legs, and all that jazz.  This bathroom smells really girly and fruity now.  Hope Niall enjoys that.  Haha.   

I felt really fresh so I turned the water off.  I hate this feeling.  The air is always so cold after it.  I looked around for a towel and found a big fluffy one folded on the sink.  Soon it was wrapped around me tightly.  I wrapped my hair up in another towel too.  Wow, I really look cool right now. 

I grabbed my phone and unlocked it.  For some reason I got really antsy seeing - One new text from Harold Ur Bestie.  I remember when he put that contact name in my phone!  The text said, "Hey, I can't wait 4 u to come back -Harry. x" I had to admit, through all this fun, I missed him.  In fact, I missed everyone!  Especially Chelley!  

But, HA!  Ella...you sure about Harry not liking me at all?  She's the worst liar ever.  I sent Chelle a text telling her sorry for not answering this weekend.  Then I sent to Harry - "Awh Harry! I miss u and ur crazy self.  :) See ya soon!!! -Grace. x"