Burnt Bridges || WillNE

/14\ the breakdown

Waking up my head was pounding. Everything was fuzzy and my thoughts were definitely not coherent enough to even be able to comprehend what happened last night. After the best sex probably of my life, my body was aching but I was in bliss. The still asleep Geordie next to me was breathing deeply, keeping the room peaceful.

I didn't know what last night had meant. He still annoyed me to the max, and I hadn't changed my views on him. He was still arrogant and boiled my blood, but I wanted more. He was intoxicating. The words he spoke and the way his hands felt against my body had me shaking from start to finish, before eventually completely passing out where we had both fell. My mind was swimming. I was so confused. But this thought trail was not for right now, this was a later problem. Right now, I needed water, greasy food, coffee, a cigarette and paracetamol.

I slowly removed Will's arm from around my waist and rose out of bed, groaning as my head was spinning. I quickly threw on a hoodie and leggings and made my way to the kitchen. The other boys were all almost awake, and sprawled out on the couches and still on the floor groaning.

"Morning," I grumble, making my way to the draws and pulling out the paracetamol. "Anyone want some?" I'm met with everyone nodding. I grab a large water bottle and bring the pills over to the couch, swallowing two before passing both the packet and water bottle around. I flop down onto the couch in between Harry and Talia, resting my head on Talia's lap and my legs arcoss Harry.

"Was I dreaming last night or did I hear moaning coming from your room Bel?" Simon asks, a smirk on his face.

"Yeah I head it too," JJ added, Ethan nodding as well

With wide eyes I freeze. I had thought they were all asleep. I wasn't that loud was I?

"Uh nope, must've been hearing things," I stammer out. Harry is trying not to laugh and looks down at me with raised eyebrows. Don't you dare Harry.

"Yeah weird," he mumbles.

I roll my eyes and get off the couch, making my way to the kitchen and turning on the coffee machine, mentally taking in everyone's coffee orders before I start making them individually.

Just as everyone starts to move on from the earlier conversation, I hear footsteps coming down the hallway.

"How're you feeling Al? Coffee?" I ask, expecting Alex as I turn my head. Only I'm met with a very rough looking Will, his hair still messy from our antics only hours ago, as he finishes pulling a shirt over his head. His eyes are still half shut, and he looks like a fresh zombie, making his way towards me. I can tell he is still half asleep as he comes to the kitchen, not even noticing all our friends in the living room giving him weird looks. And why wouldn't they? Like myself last night, they had thought he'd gone home.

Still barely awake, Will walks up to me and takes everyone by surprise.

"Morning," he grumbles barely audibly. "Coffee would be great," he groans, and then he leans over and kisses my forehead.

My jaw drops, and I stare at him in shock before looking over to all our friends, all of their faces mirroring mine as they watch on from the living room. "Will," I whisper in shock.

He looks at me confused, and it is like he suddenly wakes up. His eyes widen at what he did, before he turns around to face our friends, his hand slapping his forehead as the whole room is silent.

"Oh my god!" Stephen yells.

"Holy fuck! You two?!" Simon yells, as he starts wheezing with laughter.

"Oh my god the moaning last night!" Ethan laughs, pointing at us as he connected the dots.

"It's not what it looks like!" I mumble out loudly, slapping Will's arm and gesturing him to say something.