Make You Feel My Love (One Direction)

Chapter Twelve

**Chapter Twelve**

•Erin's POV•

"I've tried playing it cool

But when I'm looking at you

I can't ever be brave

'Cause you make my heart race."

That's the first thing I awoke to this morning; Liam still holding me close in bed, singing the lyrics to me in my ear, sneaking soft kisses onto my neck. I couldn't think of a better way to wake up. Who else could say they woke up to Liam freaking Payne singing to them? No one. However, I thought it was just me and him in my room until I realized someone was strumming the strings of an acoustic and a raspy voice was belting out lyrics shortly after Liam. With that, I opened my eyes to notice all of One Direction were in my room. Singing to me. In their boxer shorts...

"Shot me out of the sky

You're my kryptonite

You keep making me weak

Yeah, frozen and can't breathe."

Harry had finished his beginning part and layed down on the other side of me. Next was Zayn, smiling at me from where he was standing at the end of my bed.

"Something's gotta give now

'Cause I'm dying just to make you see

That I need you here with me now

'Cause you've got that one thing."

They all joined in together, perfectly harmonizing their voices. It was like I was getting my own personal concert.

"So get out, get out, get out of my head

And fall into my arms instead

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is

But I need that one thing

And you've got that one thing."

The reality of this experience was so unbelievable; never in my wildest dreams had I imagined living this life, in this house, with these famous friends singing to me to wake me up in the morning. Nor would I have imagined them being my friends. My life had completely flipped upside down and for once, I was actually happy.

I was suddenly pulled out of my daydream when I heard Harry sing his line right next to me on my bed.

"You've got that one thing."

I smiled as Liam looked directly into my eyes, his adorable smile spread across his face as he put his forehead against mine. He sang in almost a whisper, loud enough for me to hear him.

"Get out, get out, get out of my head And fall into my arms instead."

The rest of the boys were finishing the song, but I couldn't take my eyes off of Liam, and apparently he couldn't take his eyes off of me. I curled up into his chest and let out a deep breath. He was perfect; but there's no way he could be mine. He could have anyone in the world, and I was just me.

We were broke away from our moment with all of the boys piling on top of Liam and I, shouting "IT'S TIME TO GET UUUUUUUP! IT'S TIME TO GET UP!" Finally, after a few minutes of Liam yelling that we were in fact already awake, they got off.

"So, how was last night?" Louis wiggles his eyebrows at us.

"Oh, it was great. Beats spending it with you, Lou!" I shouted sarcastically. His mouth dropped at my statement as the rest of the boys laughed at him.

"Well, you get to spend tonight with all of us. Our gig is today! So get up guys, we have to drive to Orlando and according to Paul that's about 2 hours from here. So GET. UP. AND. STOP. CUDDLING. GET DRESSED, LIAM!" Louis squeals, throwing clothes at Liam in between his words before they all exited my room.