《Two siblings, one friend and a baby》Part 20
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"You don't have to!". I was in shock. Sam and Harry had turned up with suitcases and announced that they were moving in until Harrison got back. "Tuff. We are!" Sam said grabbing his bags and putting them in Harrison's room. "Shotgun bed!" Sam shouted. "Fuck off! That means I have to have the blow up bed!" Harry shouted back. "Should of got here first then!" Sam said walking back into the room. "There is a perfectly good sofa bed you know" I said pointing at the couch laughing. "Even better!" Harry grinned. I sat down on the couch and put my feet up. "Excuse me, I believe your feet are on my bed" Harry said sarcastically lifting my feet off. "Who paid for it?" I said giving him the look and putting my feet back up. "Burn" Sam laughed. "Plus, who is the one carrying a baby?" I said lying down. "Okay okay you win" Harry said lifting my legs up and sitting down then placing them on his lap. "What shall we do now?" Sam asked.
"You're just like Harrison!" I roared at Harry. We were playing cards and I had just caught Harry hiding half of his cards under his leg. "I'm sorry y/n" Harry said trying to containing his laughter. "You know she hates it" Sam said looking over at me. My phone started buzzing. "Thomas, please tell your dickhead of a brother to STOP CHEATING!" I angrily stared at Harry. "For fuck sake Harry. You should know this by now" Tom growled at him. "I'm sorry y/n. Please forgive me?" Harry said giving me his puppy dog eyes. "You can sleep on the couch" I giggled. "I already am" He raised his eyebrows at me. "Touché" I replied. "Anyway, how's filming? Tell me the goss!" I said turning my focus back to Tom. "Well, I've broken my nose yet again" he said putting the camera up to show us. Sam, Harry and I all laughed. "Dick" Sam laughed at him. "And Harrison has hurt his foot" Tom laughed. I rolled my eyes. "What's he done?" I asked. Tom turned the camera around and there sat Harrison. "OH MY GOD!" I screamed. Harrison had his foot in a cast. "It's only a small brake. I'm okay" he said laughing. "Seriously, you two cannot go anywhere!" Harry laughed. I was still in shock. "How did you do it?" I asked Harrison with my eyes still wide open. "I tripped over a cable on set". I started crying with laughter. "For fuck sake Haz" Sam laughed harder. "It hurts you know!" Harrison replied. "Yes but it is funny". I had to pass the phone to Sam. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yeah yeah I'm fine. I think if I continue laughing, I'll wet myself" I laughed even more walking to the toilets.
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We continued talking for another hour and half until finally they had to go. "We will FaceTime tomorrow!" Harrison said happily. "Okay! Just please be careful you two" I said waving bye to them. They cut off and Sam, Harry and I decided that we were hungry. "I'll cook Macaroni Cheese" Sam said as he waltzed into the kitchen. "Yes!" I jumped, fist bumping the air. "Someone's keen" Harry posed. I walked past him and hit his arm. Laughing, we walked into the kitchen and started laying the table. It was nice to have people in the house, especially a good chef like Sam.
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