Harry, Louis and the other three boys they live with at university, Niall, Liam and Zayn are all heading off for their Christmas holidays with their families. That's when Louis gets the call that he can't come home, his mum and four step-sisters are...
I woke up with Harry's head on my chest, his curls tickling my bare skin. My arm was around him. I wondered why we always ended up cuddling in our sleep. With Eleanor, we'd hold each other tightly as we fell asleep but in the morning we were alone on our sides of the bed.
Harry seemed to be waking up too. His eyelids fluttered open and he lifted his head up, grinning shyly at me. We both laughed and when Harry went to get up he fell right out of bed, landing with a thump on the carpet.
I moved over to look down at him, joining in with his continued laughter. We couldn't stop laughing, Harry curled up on the floor in just his boxers, me tangled in the blankets, lying flat on my back, red in the face with laughter.
"Will you guys shut the fuck up?" Zayn asked, coming into the room.
We quickly stopped laughing, or attempted to but I was struggling to breathe and Harry was wiping tears from his eyes.
"At least you make each other laugh." Zayn said with a grin and he left, shutting the door again behind him.
Harry got back into bed, taking several deep breaths. Just the sight of him trying to catch his breath got me going again, doubling over and cackling embarrasingly. So then Harry joined in and the whole thing happened again.
Half an hour later Harry and I, dressed and thankfully calm, went downstairs for breakfast. Liam was making breakfast with Anne, Zayn joining in with their conversation from the corner with the kettle, pouring out tea for everyone.
Once breakfast was ready on the table Gemma came downstairs, obviously hung over.
" Good morning." Harry said.
"It would be, if you two idiots hadn't laughed the house down." Gemma replied.
Harry and I smirked at each other and I quickly looked away and helped myself to toast to stop myself from bursting out in laughter again.
Zayn caught my eye and raised his eyebrows questioningly. I kicked his leg under the table.
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After breakfast I went to have a shower and when I came downstairs Harry was sitting on his phone in the armchair and Zayn and Liam were cuddling on the couch. I cooed at them and Harry looked up while Zayn flipped me off. Liam simply chuckled and kept on holding Zayn tightly. They were so fucking cute.
Instead of perching myself down on Harry's lap and wrapping my arms around him like I wanted to I collapsed on the other side of the couch and pulled out my phone too.
We whiled away a good hour like that and then Harry suggested walking into town and going somewhere for lunch. Everyone agreed and Zayn got off Liam's chest, all of us going upstairs to get coats.
I got a sweater and a beanie from the spare room, because all my stuff was still in there. Zayn and Liam got coats and we met Harry in the hall who had pulled on a coat over his KISS shirt.
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