Babysitting One Direction

Ch.18- It's been a week! Pt.1

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Louis P.O.V

"Hazza..." I moaned. "Hmmm."

"what time is it?"

"dunno."

"why is the bed so hard?"

"Maybe because your on the floor?"

I opened my eyes and noticed I was on the floor. What was I doing on the floor? "Hazza?"

"hmmm?"

"Why am I on the floor?"

"dunno boo, why r u on the floor?"

"I just, never mind."

"Hazza?"

"yes boo?"

"Wanna ask Andy if we could all go to the bar tonight?"

"Sure, but u get to ask him."

"Fine, I'll ask him later."

I got up and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Now I think of it, theres no point for me to go down to the kitchen. I can't cook! I'll just have cereal then.

I got out a box or Cheerios and poured myself a bowl.

"Morning Lou." Andy entered. "Morning." I said. Andy looked even more tired then he did before. "Did u get any sleep?" I asked him. "Not really, I kept waking up every hour..." he responded opening the cabinet, "Lou, where's the milk?" I chuckled at how tired he was. "That's the cabinet, not the fridge."

"oh, I knew that."

"Really?"

"no." he walked over to the fridge and he pulled out the Orange Juice. "Andy?"

"yeah?" he took a sip of his OJ. "U know thats Orange Juice, right?" he froze then removed the cup from his lips. "I think I'll head back to bed."

"HAPPY ONE WEEK!" Niall shouted at the top of his lungs. "Ahh!" Andy fell backwards onto the floor. "Well good morning to u to." Zayn mumbled walking past the irish lad. "It's been a week!" Harry announced doing that leg thing with Niall. "Ya, it has been a week." Andy said sleepy.

Niall and Harry rolled their eyes and pounced on Andy. "Hey! What's that for?" he questioned them and pushing them off. "You've been with us for a week!" Niall answered him cheerfully. "Oh," he got up, "so u had to pounce on me?" Harry and Niall shrugged in response. "Can we stay home today?" Zayn asked, u could barely understand him. "Zayn, I'm worried. Your throat is even more sore."

"I'm f-fine."

"Zayn..."

"I-Its nothing."

"Zayn, u need something. U can barely speak."

"I h-have no t-trouble s-speaking."

"Zayn, have some tea at least."

"B-but..." I noticed he was shivering. "Zayn? R u really cold?" he nodded. "It's hot, well not extremely but room temp." Harry felt his forehead. "Zayn...I think u may have a fever." he said. "N-No, I j-just f-fin-ne." he said. "No, your r not." Andy spoke, approaching him. "I think u should get back to bed, u ain't going nowhere." Zayn nodded and went upstairs with Andy.

"Hey Niall," he looked up at me, "wanna go to the bar later?"

"No thanks Louis, my head is still spinning from last time."

"K," Last time we went to the bar Niall was completely wasted! No body could argue with that, if u saw him. "then it will be just Harry and I." I walked out and headed upstairs to where Zayn and Andy where.