I Wish.. by Jessica Pham (philippa perry book .TXT) 📖

about to walk through the doorway. “OW!” She shrieked. I let out a bark of laughter. She turned the knob and swung the door open with a hard scowl on her face. That only caused me to laugh even harder. “Fuck off.” She grumbled.
I chuckled and made my way to my room, changed, and grabbed a spare T-shirt for Amber.
I walked back in her room, and knocked on the bathroom door. When she didn’t reply, I opened it. And was met by a very.. sexy sight. Ish.
She was in the middle of taking her clothes off. “WHAT THE FUCK? GET OUT!” She screeched. “I’m SO sorry!!” I yelled, throwing my shirt at her and speeding out of the bathroom.
I breathed out a sigh as I made myself comfortable on her bed with my hands and feet spread out like a star.
My eyelids were about to close shut when she walked out with only a towel… on her head. And suddenly, I wasn’t so tired anymore.
My eyes trailed down hungrily down to her legs and damn, they were FINE.
She noticed my gaze, and she snapped, “Why are you still here?”
I whipped my head back and stared at the ceiling. “I’m too lazy to go to my room.”
“Go away.”
“No.” I argued.
“Fine then.”
“N- wait wha-“ But I was cut off by a bunch of fabric in my face.
She laid on top of me and smirked. “Do you want to scoot to the side, or what?”
“Nope. I like this position, thank you.” I smirked back. “Suit yourself.” She replied.
“Mmhm.” I mumbled. I laid there, listening to her breathing gradually slow. This chick on top of me.. I like that shit.

Chapter 11

(Amber's POV)

I was surrounded by fluffiness. I sucked in a breath of fresh air. I didn’t want to open my eyes yet, afraid this was all a dream. I didn’t want to leave this sanctuary.
I switched to another sleeping position, and lay on my side. I was met with another smell; this one was sweet, but spicy. It smelled good. I wanted so bad to snuggle into it, so I did. I scooted closer and closer till I was met by a wall of warmth. I felt arms snake around my waist as they mumbled something incoherent.
What the..?

My eyes snapped open and adjusted to the light streaming in from the window. I scanned my surroundings and I concluded that I was on a bed, but not mine.
I focused on the thing that was spooning me. Harry friggin Styles. Harry… Styles! Holy mother of God! What..? How?! What happened last night? Okay Amber, breath…

As I calmed down, my eyes widened. I looked under the blanket; I was still dressed; I breathed out a sigh of relief. So that means we didn’t do anything last night..
The arms that were still around me tightened a little. That brought me out of my thoughts. Harry was spooning me! I’ve gotta get out of here! I forcefully pushed his arms away from me and tried to scramble off the bed, causing the bed sheets to tangle around my leg and I fell off the bed with an ‘oomf.’
“Gahhh!” I moaned, rubbing my sore nose. With my rush of getting off the bed, I didn’t notice the bed sheets until I face planted the ground. Harry was still asleep. What. How the flying fuck can a guy sleep through that?

“Get OUT!” I screeched. He stirred and slowly opened his eyes.
“AHH!” He yelled, jumping out of the bed. We were on opposite sides of the bed, facing each other. “Oh dear god.” I squeaked when my eyes caught sight of Harry in his birthday suit. He slowly looked down at his naked body, then at me, and back down.
I stood there, frozen and speechless. I’ve never been in this situation before! I mean, how am I supposed to react when Harry frickin Styles is standing naked, right in front of me?
Now, lemme tell ya. I’m not the type of girl who would fangirl over a stupid boy in a boyband.
His mind seemed to click and he yanked the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around himself.
“Um.. oh.. um.. sorry.. about that..” he scratched the back of his neck. “How did you get here?!” I demanded, my cheeks were still doing an amazing impersonation of a tomato.
“I.. Uh, honestly have no clue.” He muttered.
“And why the heck do you not have clothes on..?” I interrogated.
“It’s a habit… I like sleeping like this.” He gestured to his body. My eyes involuntarily trailed down his body. I snapped them back up when he continued, “I guess my hands have a mind of their own and take my clothes off, even I’m asleep.” He shrugged.
“Bullshit.” I coughed.
And instantly, the awkward, shy boy in front of me turned into the cocky, arrogant guy I met, “But I bet you don’t have a problem with that, don’t you? I bet you’re imagining-“
“Shut up!” I injected. “And get out!” I added as an after thought.
“Ok, ok.” He smirked, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “But if-“
“Out.” I cut him off again.
After he left, I took a shower. I realized a little too late that I didn’t have any clothes. I couldn’t wear my sweats; I didn’t know where they went. I didn’t want to walk around wearing Harry’s shirt either. So I wrapped a towel around my body and tip toed down the hallway.
As I peeked inside each of the rooms to look for Niall, I hummed the ‘Mission Impossible’ theme song.
I slowly opened a door and peeked inside. Niall’s sleeping form was moving slowly up and down on his bed as he took each breath.
“Niall!” I whispered. No reply.
“Niall!” This time, I said it a little louder. No reply. I inched towards his bed.
“NIALL HORAN.” I bellowed into his ear. Still, no reply. What’s wrong with this kid? I tried shaking him awake but he only swatted my hand away. I jerked back to avoid being hit in the face. I smacked his face. “Get up!” I yelled.
After trying almost everything to wake him up, I was exhausted. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the water. I cupped my hands together and squeezed really hard so no water could escape. Then I leaned down and filled up my mouth with water.
The towel around me started to slip down so I had to drop the water in my hands to yank it back up. “Mmmmmhm!” I gave an agitated yell.
I refilled my hand and carefully, without spilling any drops of water, lean my weight against my left foot to bring up my right and turn off the water. Yeah, I’m strange. Get over it.
I quickly ran back to Niall’s bed and dumped and spit the water on him. “Agghh!” he sat up and shook his hair. His eyes focused on me and he gave me a lazy smile. “Mornin sunshine.”
I rolled my eyes but smiled. My body started to have goose bumps from the lack of clothes. I shivered and rubbed my arms. Niall’s eyes trailed down my body and I shifted around uncomfortably.
“So what can I do for you, Amber?” he smiled. “Can I borrow some of your clothes?” I asked. He nodded and walked over to his closet. He rummaged around and started talking, “So, what happened last night?”
I could hear the smirk in his voice. “Nothing!”
“Oh?” he chuckled and handed me a green ‘Free Hugs’ shirt, some boxers, a hoodie, and skinnies. No bra. Ah, well. “Sorry if they’re big.” He apologized.
“It’s ok!” I smiled and walked back to the room I was staying at. I changed into the clothes and walked downstairs, to the kitchen.
Everybody was sitting around the kitchen table doing their own things. When I entered, they all looked up and greeted me.
“Did you get a good night sleep?” Liam asked.
“Yeah, actually.” I answered. “Because I was with her!” Harry added; I rolled my eyes.
I grabbed some cereal and sat down at the table with everyone. Niall started a conversation with me. Suddenly, I saw from the corner of my eye, my bowl being slowly pulled away.
I turned around and sure enough, Harry was munching happily on my Captain Crunch. I glared at him while he just grinned through his full mouth. I shook my head and turned to the guys.
“So I was thinking of going Christmas shopping!” I said.
“That’s a great idea!” Liam agreed.
“Noooo!” Zayn complained.
“Woo hoo!” Louis whooped.
“Okay.” Niall said.
“Mmmmm..” Harry groaned. I gave him a weird look. He swallowed and explained, “This.. Is SO GOOD.” I snorted in an unlady like way.
Everyone finished their breakfast and we all ran to the car. “I call driving!” I yelled. “Me too!” Harry yelled.
“You can both

drive.” He chuckled and tossed us the car keys. “Wait!” I suddenly shouted. I ran to my truck that was sitting a few yards from where everyone was and pulled the door open. I grabbed my cell phone and my wallet and headed out.

*:~:*

“WAIT.” Louis shrieked.
“Whaaat?” Everyone groaned, tired of all the ‘waits.’
“We need diguises! Wouldn’t want someone to recognize us, would we?” Louis replied.
“I got that covered.” Liam said as he opened the trunk of the car I was driving, the red one. Harry was driving the blue one. My eyes were greeted by the sight of a million costumes. “Woah.” Was all I could say.
“I dare you to wear that hooker outfit.” Harry smirked at Louis.
“Oh, it’s on. And I dare YOU to dress like a princess.” Louis shot back. They shook on it and raced back inside the house with the costumes. We stayed behind and decided on what we wanted to wear.
I was stuck with a beanie and sunglasses, Liam had sagging jeans and bling all over him, Niall just had a hat and a walking stick, and Zayn had a wig.
He was currently looking at the side mirror on the car and complaining about how itchy it was.
“Shut up.” I groaned when he complained again for the 5000000th time.
“Done!” Harry and Louis called as they strutted out of the house. And it was scary how girly and real they looked. They had applied make up and everything!
Louis was rocking the high heels and the fat Gucci bag. And Harry.. oh sweet baby Jesus. He looked… pink. Everything on him was pink. He even applied blush, pink blush.
After we had gotten over the shock of the guys dressed as girls, we went to the mall.
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“Let’s split up!” I said. People were giving us weird looks. I mean, it’s not everyday that celebrities shows up at the mall dressed as a gangster, an old man, a princess, and a girl.
Everyone went their own ways.
I window shopped for a little bit, and then I bought things for everyone, even the guys.
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We met up a few hours later for lunch in the cafeteria. I was grumpy as hell. I got up from the table where everyone sat to get some food from Sonic. The