Niall's POV

I saw Nat sitting on Harry's lap. That's it, its over, he won. I lost. She was drifting to sleep on his shoulder when her phone rang. She answered then smiled. She got up and grabbed my hand and lead me out. Then I saw Cher...

Nat's POV

I knew he would love it. He turned and hugged me and kissed my check then went to Cher. I skipped back in, "Someone's suprisingly happy." I smiled and went back to Harry. "Cher?" He whispered in my ear. I turned and smiled back to him.

I got up and went to the kitchen, "Make me a sandwhich!" Zayn yelled. I gave him a look, "Excuse me, no. You know how to spell kitchen?"
"Yess...?"
"There is a he in it not she. Get up and make your own sandwhich. Where's my Nutella?"
Harry smiled and nodded, "I've dealt with her longer than you have, there is worst stuff to come." Zayn groaned, "I will be nice if you give me Nutella." He went and got it out of the cabinet. I smiled sweetly, and hugged him tightly, "I love you Zaynnnn."

He looked back down at me and tried to look frustrated, that didn't last for long. He soon broke out into a smile. "I think its your shortness that makes me smile." I let go of him, "I don't like you anymore. I was even thinking about making you a sandwhich!"

"Guys, don't make fun of her, she's down to 5'2 now." Louis came and sat his chin on my shoulder. I looked up confused, "How did you know...?" Harry stood up, "Be quiet, she's my shorty."

He pulled me out from under Louis, and wrapped his arms around me, "All mine." His lips lightly touched mine, it sent a shiver down my spine. He pulled back. "I love you."

I wrapped my arms around his waist, "I love you too."