When I Wake Up Next To You

"LOUIS FOR CRYIN OUT LOUD."

It was nearly 1am, and the boys had suggested we all do a twitcam together. It had been just yesterday that the media found out Niall and I were dating, forcing Niall to admit to it on twitter. The last week had been a bit of a whirlwind, but it was worth it, even if I currently had Louis Tomlinson attached to my neck and fangirls beating down on my twitter.

Really, Louis was the more pressing matter.

When Niall introduced to me the rest of One Direction, I had been a bit nervous. I was some random girl Niall had found on the street, and despite the fact we were seemingly ~destined~ to be together, I was worried the rest of the boys were going to think he was insane.
Luckily however, they accepted me immediately, and the twitcam we were currently doing was proof of that.

"I can't get off you, I love you tooooo much." Louis said, "Making our little Nialler all happy."

Niall sat beside us and he laughed happily at the site of us getting along. I wriggled in my seat, getting a better angle so I could smack Louis' face.

"Get off me, I think I hear the sound of thousands of fans crying into their carrots." I said with a laugh.

"Oh no, don't you start with the carrots either." Louis said with a groan, finally getting off of me, "If I could go the rest of my life without seeing another bloody carrot ever again..."

"Ignore him, he's bein' dramatic again." Niall said wrapping his arms around me, bringing me into his lap.

"You mean like he always is?" I giggled.

"Oi! I resent that!" Louis said, popping his head between ours, "Hellooooo Patricia!" he added taking note of the tweets being sent to us.

"No, you most definitely always are dramatic." Harry piped up and I turned to give him a high five.

"You two are the worst to me." Louis said sighing, then gave us both a sly grin, "But it's alright, I'll be getting you back later."

"Ooo, so scared Tomlinson." I said pretending to shake in my seat, "Harry and I could take you down easily."

"It wouldn't even be a fair fight," Harry said snickering.

"You three are ridiculous," Niall said snuggling into me, "See even the fans thinks so. Someone just called you the "Terrible Triplets"." he laughed and the sound of his laughter tickled my neck making my already huge smile even bigger.

"Terrible?" Louis said, peering at the screen, "Now I resent that too, I am hardly terrible, I'm terrific! Terrific Tomlinson!"

"Terrific moron," Harry and I said rolling our eyes.

"But I sort of like that," I added afterwards, "We are sort of troublemakers. I mean, Liam still refuses to speak with us after we switched his Toy Story DVD with Jaws this morning."

"That was brilliant really," Harry said with a nod, "The look on his face."

"Priceless." Louis agreed.

Niall shook his head trying hard to keep back his laughter, "You three really are terrible."

I pouted, "You're calling your own girlfriend terrible?" I asked with mock hurt.

"You, love," Niall said leaning in so our noses touched, "Are the most terrible."

"And why is that?" I asked biting back a giggle.

"Cause you bloody drive me crazy, I'm so in love with you." he replied before kissing me much to the delight of the fans watching our twitcam.