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The four boys, Charlie, and Sam all made their way up the staircase which left Harry and Addie alone in the living room.

"Harry?" Addie said softly, looking at the curly-haired boy in front of her.

He looked up from his feet and raised his eyebrows at the girl, his green orbs glistening.

"Are you alright?" She asked slowly.

Harry merely shrugged. "Let's just go up, yeah?"

He watched as Addie nodded and stood up, following him closely behind as they made their way up the stairs and to his room. He didn't care about opening the door for her, entering right inside the room and heading straight to his dresser.

"Here," Harry mumbled as he threw a plain white shirt and boxers towards Addie's direction, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

"Thanks," Addie said quietly and stood up, making her way to the bathroom.

Harry ran a hand through his hair as he heard the bathroom door lock.

He still didn't know whether he liked Addie or not, and still confused about the way she treats him--flirty one second, then suddenly bringing him down, then kind and caring all of a sudden.

Sighing, he quickly changed his jeans to a pair of plaid boxers and removed his shirt. Before he could throw on a thin black shirt, the bathroom door swung open.

Addie blinked blankly at Harry. "Why are you shirtless?"

"I was just about to wear a shirt." Harry said slowly as he put on the black clothing, flipping his hair after in the process.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Curls." Addie rolled her eyes. "No need to brag."

"Come on, everyone loves my curls!" Harry smirked.

"Everyone but me, then." Addie shot back.

"I'm changing that."

"I don't think I plan to change for anyone else, thank you."

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Harry and Addie were first to enter the third floor, which was one huge area with a large plasma screen television set at the farthest corner, couches, beanbags, and comfortable chairs scattered in front, with full-length shelves as a wall opposite from the television. The shelves contained multiple awards displayed, cutouts of articles from newspapers and magazines about the famous boyband, and magazine covers of the group.

Harry walked right over to one of the Lazy Boy seats, slumping on it and looking at his phone in the process.

He watched as Addie sat comfortably on one of the beanbags in front of him. His thoughts raced in his head, still confused as ever with his feelings for Addie. He absolutely hated the fact that she keeps turning him down, obviously not used to the feeling. Then again, he couldn't blame her completely for feeling down about it; it's her decision on whether to like him back or not, anyway.

Louis then entered the room wearing his green pyjamas, making Harry snap out of his thoughts. "I decided on we either watch Toy Story for Liam's sake, or Bambi because of Haz."

Liam entered, looking down on his phone. He merely nodded at the three as he sat down on one of the beanbags beside Harry. Charlie and Sam were right behind him, engaged in a conversation as they sat on the other beanbags beside Addie. Zayn and Niall followed after, holding chips and sweets in their arms, Niall carrying a box of pizza in the other hand.

"We come in peace!" Zayn yelled with a mouthful of marshmallows, throwing the snacks at the lap of Liam.

Addie practically dived straight into Liam's lap, grabbing the bag of chips with one hand.

"Mine!" She declared.

Niall smirked and threw his arm around Addie. "I like you,"

Addie's eyes flickered over to Harry, who stood up and moved to the couch, which was behind all the other seats occupied in front of the television.

"Ooh, Toy Story 3! Let's watch that!" Sam cheered as she looked at the stacks of DVDs by the television.

"You'd get along well with Liam." Louis muttered as he inserted the DVD in the player.

"Lights!" Liam shouted over at Harry.

"Why me?" He whined.

"You're nearest." Liam answered back.

"So?"

"It would make me have to exert more effort, considering the fact that I'm much further away from the switch."

"Still doesn't prove anything."

"Just turn them off."

"You do it."

"No, you!"

"Damn it," Addie groaned and stood up. She glared at both Harry and Liam on the way to the back of the room, switching off all of the lights.

Harry's eyes adjusted to the darkness, wincing at the television, which was the only thing producing light at the moment. He slumped in his seat and placed down his phone to his left, then suddenly felt the space beside him on the couch sink.

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Notes

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