~flashback to when Louis wakes up in the morning~
Louis abruptly wakes up, in Liam's bed, curled up in Harry's chest, but he didn't realize it. He wakes up because of lack of oxygen, since his face was muffled in Harry's t-shirt. He shifts and pulls himself away and opens his eyes, he blinks a few time to gain a clear vision.
'What-' he's shocked to see Harry in front of him sleeping...so close to him, with his hand wrapped around him, sunrays from the window behind, kissing his sharp features making him look like some Greek god with his soft long curls laying across the pillow.
'How am I only noticing this now? ... how can someone look this beautiful while sleeping? I could stare at this face all day all night, I want to kiss his lips every time everyday... What no?!'
Louis catches himself wondering , and realizes that he's here because they both decided to sleep in Liam's bed after watching the movie and Harry ended up cuddling him when he was asleep, And then he thinks about what he was thinking earlier.
'He isn't cuddling me because he likes me or something ... he thinks I'm his pillow. He probably haven't even thought about that kiss because it was a dare and I'm his friend and he probably wants it that way ... and it might not have been anything like butterflies or sparks or violins for him unlike me, because he has kissed and been kissed many times , I'm not special. I mean... He kissed Liam too? It didn't mean anything to him? I need to stop overthinking these stupid feelings or else I'll fuck up this...what we have now... friendship. And I can't afford to loose him'
He slowly sneaks out of his hold and sits up on bed side, legs down, putting his sliders on. He let's his eyes roam around the room and it's no one there except for him and Harry. He slowly stands up and makes his way out of the room closing the door behind him, he sees Liam making his way over from the stairs of terrace from left of the corridor, he didn't wait for him though, he isn't in a mood to talk... he's just not a morning person. He turns right and makes his way to his room.
He reaches out to open the door, grabbing the doorknob. It's locked...from the inside. 'Wtf?' He knocks a few times, then knocks again...but louder. And the door opens, revealing Niall with messy hair, no t-shirt ,in his sweatpants, with a terrified look in his eyes, as if he's seen some ghost, as if he's seen the Serpent of Slytherin, the Basilisk, he looks petrified... 'but why?' louis thinks.
"why the fuck it took you that long? And why would you even lock? You knew I'd come?" he pushes the petrified Irish boy aside with his hand whois too blank to say something, and makes his way inside the room. His eyes stop over Zayn, who was wearing the same expression as Niall... white as sheet, sitting up on the bed side wide awake, messy hair too, no t-shirt too, in Sweatpants too. 'weird..' louis thinks.
"why do you two seem shocked to see me? Is it my face? Something's on it?" he asks confused walking over the to the mirror to see his reflection. " Well no it's not my face ..." he says examining his face.
" it's just that you startled us from sleep" Zayn tries to speak.
"Yeah man, it's only 6am, And why you got to knock that loud?" Niall speaks laughing weird as if hiding a big fat lie.
"Oh because you locked the door. Care to explain why?" Louis inquires looking into Niall's eyes with suspecious look.
Niall breaks his eye-contact from Louis' and turns to look over to Zayn, as if asking for some kind of help?
"it's just that Scott was interrupting us again and again asking and convincing us to go over to his room, so we decided to shut him out." Zayn says quickly.
"whatever" Louis walks to his cupboard and picks out the clothes to wear to his class, and walks out again towards the common bathrooms.
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