As Harry and Mary were babying Poptart, I turned to look at Theresa, but I noticed Niall wasn't with her. "Hey, where's Niall?" I asked, turning to Louis. Louis shrugged. "I dunno," he said. Liam waved to my attention and said, "He's probably looking for thêm food."
I got up and looked in the kitchen. Niall wasn't in the fridge... but I turned the corner and found him lying on the floor in the pantry. Liam, Louis, and Zayn followed. "Niall, what the hell are bạn doing?" Louis said. Niall looked up, his face stuffed with cookies.
"Um, my dad's not gonna be too happy about that," I giggled. "Wohmf nhmf?" Niall said, his mouth stuffed with cookies. Liam helped Niall up off the floor and said, "Chew, Niall. THEN speak." Niall took a một phút to swallow. "I said, 'Why not?'" he finally said. "Those are my dad's 'crack cookies'." I said. Niall stopped in his tracks. He looked like he was about to throw up! "Excuse me?" he gaped. I laughed, "Don't worry, they're not really crack. They're just these addictive bánh quy, cookie to my dad. They're OFF LIMITS for me and my brother."
"Well, of course they're addictive," Niall said, looking relieved and licking frosting off his lips. "I can't stop eating them!"
Hours passed, as we all talked to each other, laughed, and soon almost everyone was asleep, including Poptart. Everyone was asleep but me, Liam, and Harry. Harry was admiring Poptart sleeping as Liam yawned. "You don't mind if we sleep here for tonight, do you?" he said. "Oh, no, not at all. My parents are in Hawaii for the weeked and my older brother Josh is in charge. He won't mind." I said. Soon I noticed Zayn sleeping. I laughed when I saw Zayn holding Hailey like an over-sized teddy bear. Liam followed my gaze. "Heh, Perrie's not gonna like that," he chuckled as I snapped a picture with my camera. I snapped a picture of Harry lying on the floor adorably admiring sleeping Poptart before I dozed off. So.... sleepy.... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I got up and looked in the kitchen. Niall wasn't in the fridge... but I turned the corner and found him lying on the floor in the pantry. Liam, Louis, and Zayn followed. "Niall, what the hell are bạn doing?" Louis said. Niall looked up, his face stuffed with cookies.
"Um, my dad's not gonna be too happy about that," I giggled. "Wohmf nhmf?" Niall said, his mouth stuffed with cookies. Liam helped Niall up off the floor and said, "Chew, Niall. THEN speak." Niall took a một phút to swallow. "I said, 'Why not?'" he finally said. "Those are my dad's 'crack cookies'." I said. Niall stopped in his tracks. He looked like he was about to throw up! "Excuse me?" he gaped. I laughed, "Don't worry, they're not really crack. They're just these addictive bánh quy, cookie to my dad. They're OFF LIMITS for me and my brother."
"Well, of course they're addictive," Niall said, looking relieved and licking frosting off his lips. "I can't stop eating them!"
Hours passed, as we all talked to each other, laughed, and soon almost everyone was asleep, including Poptart. Everyone was asleep but me, Liam, and Harry. Harry was admiring Poptart sleeping as Liam yawned. "You don't mind if we sleep here for tonight, do you?" he said. "Oh, no, not at all. My parents are in Hawaii for the weeked and my older brother Josh is in charge. He won't mind." I said. Soon I noticed Zayn sleeping. I laughed when I saw Zayn holding Hailey like an over-sized teddy bear. Liam followed my gaze. "Heh, Perrie's not gonna like that," he chuckled as I snapped a picture with my camera. I snapped a picture of Harry lying on the floor adorably admiring sleeping Poptart before I dozed off. So.... sleepy.... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
