Like A Dream

Chapter 20

"It's time to get up in the morning!" Harry heard four voices exclaim loudly, making him groan.

He rolled over in the bed, tangled up in the covers. He felt so warm and lazy. The last thing he wanted to do was get out of bed.

The voices suddenly grew a little quieter. "Got McDonald's breakfast for you," Niall sang softly.

"Why any other brand?" Louis added in the same tone, and Harry quirked an eye open.

"We drove two miles to get it," Niall sang, strumming his guitar, making Harry even more confused. What were his Doms even talking about?

"So you have to get up and eat it," Liam began to sing, crawling into bed next to the tired sub. "You lazy child Harry you crazy boy, don't be selfish."

Harry sat up then, rubbing his eyes with his fists. What the hell was happening?

He didn't even have time to compose himself before all four of his Doms were jumping into bed with him, climbing on top of him and acting the most hyper Harry has ever seen them.

"It's time to wake up!" they shouted, reaching over and tickling the sub with large smiles on their faces.

Harry wanted to huff, seeing as it was only 9:00 on a Saturday, but he let it be. His Doms were obviously too excited about something, anyway.

"S–Stop!" he exclaimed, uncontrollably giggling as the Doms continuously attacked him with tickles. "Can't breathe!"

The Doms pulled away from him after a minute of torturous tickling, all chuckling at their sub. "You're up!" Louis said happily.

"Um, yeah?" Harry said with a raised eyebrow. "Why did you guys wake me up so early? And why are you already dressed?"

"Hazza, don't tell me you've forgotten," Niall said pointedly.

Zayn nodded. "Please tell us you didn't forget."

Harry shook his head confusedly. "What are you talking about?"

The Doms shared a look between the four of them and sighed, making Harry roll his eyes. His Doms sure did have an odd way of being able to communicate with one another silently.

"It's your birthday, Angel," Liam said with amusement clear in his voice. "How did you forget your own birthday?! It's a good thing we didn't!" He laughed.

Harry huffed playfully, shoving the covers off his hot body. "Maybe it's because you woke me up at the crack of dawn," he whined, falling back and covering his face with his hands.

Louis chuckled. "Princess, it's 9:00."

"Yes, I'm aware," Harry retorted sassily. "And that's extremely early for an eighteen–year–old."

"Nineteen–year–old," Zayn corrected with a grin.

Harry pouted. "I'm still way younger than you guys," he said.

Louis laughed, his eyes crinkling. "Trust me, you don't want to get older."

"Plus," Niall added, "don't you agree that our age difference is hot?" he breathed into Harry's ear.

The sub's adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he nodded, making the Doms smirk in satisfaction. "Seven years," he said with a cheeky grin.

Louis chuckled. "Indeed. C'mon, up you get. We're taking you to breakfast."

Harry's eyes actually lit up at that, and he quickly threw all the sheets off him so he could get up. "Wait," he paused, furrowing his brows, "you're not actually taking me to McDonald's, are you?"