All the rest of the boys were asleep.
Except for Zayn,of course.
He rolled around on the floor, careful not to bump into Niall (who was to the right) and Harry (who was to the left), and felt around for his phone.
Is that my phone?
Your phone isn't squishy.
....Then what am I touching...?
Zayn gave a little gasp in sheer horror when he realized it was, of course, Niall's . . it.
Yes,that it.
He removed his hand quickly, and then wiped it quickly on his boxers, and tried to erase the memory from his head. He felt around some more (but with caution, this time) and found his iPhone. He quietly got up, took his phone, went to Harry's bathroom and locked himself in.
He was going to be there for a while anyways.
zjm: yo
bailey: yo
zjm: you're awake?
bailey: I could ask the same question to you it's 2 am
zjm: I don't sleep uh your excuse?
bailey: I don't want to
zjm: alright well I'm here
so what is upbailey: idk I'm just thinking
zjm: about? (if I may ask)
bailey: what the actual fuck I'll do once I get out of here// life
zjm: well, I think you'll be happy and get a job and find a boyfriend ( if you don't have one) and get married and have great sex and have hot kids and uh yay
bailey: I want to make that into a checklist and check off everything I do
zjm: go for it and call me when you checked all of them
"Alright guys, we will break open, on three!" Zayn heard Louis' voice yell. "And a one, and a two and a-"
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?" Zayn yelped as he quickly got up from the toilet. "What the hell are you guys doing?"
"Just being Miley," Niall replies sarcastically.
"I don't get it."
"Of course you don't, Harry."
"Shut the fuck up Louis-"
"Before you guys break down the door, let me just let myself out, yeah?" Zayn unlocked the door to find Harry and Louis carrying Niall, in smashing position. "Niall was the battering ram?"
"Yep!" Niall grinned, "would've been a great one too." Zayn rolled his eyes. "Why were you in there?"
"I was texting Bailey. I keep my brightness on high, and I didn't want to wake you up, so."
"How was she?"
"She was good," he nodded as he stepped out of the bathroom. Harry and Louis put Niall down.
"If you wanted someone to hang out with, you could have asked."
"Yeah, what he said," Niall pointed to Louis, "I mean, tonight is kind of a happy night? Bittersweet, to say the least."
"Yeah," Harry agreed, "let's stay up for Zayn." The boys started to walk out of the bathroom as Harry flicked on the lights.
"You know," Niall broke the silence. "I had this really weird dream."
"What was it?" Zayn asked.
"I dreamt that something was like, poking my dick, and like, feeling it and stuff. Weird, right?"
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if you're not cassley af what are you
qotd: did you catch the Miley reference in there