Chapter 4

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Liam
Zayn and I walk away from the others. We stand opposite each other in the bathroom. He grabs my hand, I start to blush. "You're cute" he says, I start to blush more. "Stop making me blush" I whisper. "Stop talking" Zayn says. He steps closer to me and presses his lips against mine. Wow, that was smooth.

His lips feel soft, I feel his warm breath on to me. After the kiss we look at each other, "w-what now?" I say.

"I don't know, maybe we need to kiss one more time to find it out" I chuckle, he's so cute. I press my lips against his again. He goes short with his hand trough my hair. After 20 seconds we let go each other. 'You're a good kisser Payno" he says.

"Zayn?" Harry asks from the living room. "Yea?" He asks back. "Where are the drinks?" "I'm coming!"

Zayn grins at me and walks away to grab drinks. I lean against the bathroom wall and sight. Wow I'm so fucking in love.

"Liam! How long does your wee take?" I hear Zayn saying. "Almost done!" I say, then I flush the toilet. And walk to the lads. "Whoa, ur red." Harry says. "What?" "Your face!" Niall grins. "What did you do?" He asks while look to Zayn. "What do I have to do with this?"

"Er, no, we did nothing. I just have it very hot" I say. Niall nods. "Okay, sad" "Niall!" I say laughing.

I whisper in Zayn's ear: "I'm into it, I'm kinda into it." He begins to smile.

"Liam stop" he whispers back, smiling too. "We need to stop before the boys notice something okay?" He whispers, I nod. "Okay"

Harry
"I'm tired, let's go sleep." I say. Louis nods. "Same, there are 3 rooms here in this hotel room, who's sleeping with who?"

"I wanna sleep alone" says Niall. Zayn and Liam look at each other. I chuckle. "I'll sleep with Louis" I say. "Okay, then I'll sleep with Liam" Zayn says. "Alright"

"Niall, why the hell are you using my toothbrush?" I ask when I see Niall brushing his teeths. "I forgot mine." He says. "Oh sorry mister clumsy." I say. He chuckles. "About who are you saying this? About yourself or..." "oh, shut up Neil." I say laughing. "Don't you dare call me Neil, my name is Niall!"

"Niall, can I have my toothbrush back please?" I ask. "Of course Harold" he says, he spits out the toothpaste and gives me my toothbrush back. "Thanks" I say. When Niall walks out of the bathroom Louis comes in. He wraps his arms around my waist and rests his had on my shoulder. We're looking to each other in the mirror. "Hello" I say with a smile. "Hi" he says.

"I don't think Liam and Zayn are gonna sleep." Louis says after a short silence. "Same for us." I say. Louis looks at me with a big question mark above his head. "What?" "We're also not gonna sleep, what are you thinking? We can finally have some quality time together."

"Hmh yeah sounds good" Louis says, he kisses my cheek. "Now hurry up love" he says. I chuckle. "You thought of something else when I said same for us, don't you?" Louis laughs. "Don't be always dirty minded Styles" he says with a wink.

"Haz, what do you think about Ziam?" Louis asks randomly when we're in bed. "I don't know." I answer. "I don't really think about it."

"I think it's true" Louis says. "Just like Larry?" I say smiling. "Just like Larry" he says, and he wraps his arms around me for a hug.

"I don't know if it's true." I say, after the hug. "I think they're just really close." "Hmm." Louis says. "If I think about it like this, I do think it's real." I say.

"My feeling says it's real" Louis says. "Are your feelings always right?" I say teasing. "My feeling said you'd liked me, that's why I asked you out" Louis says. "So don't make jokes about my feelings" he says smiling.

I'm laying in my bed, Louis lays next to me. "Haz,  do you know what we're gonna do tomorrow?" "Hmmm." I say. "Oh, do you wanna sleep?" Louis asks. "Hm hm, I'm tired." I say.

I rest my head on Louis' chest. He kisses my hair. "I love you Haz, more than everything" he says. I start to blush. "I love you too Lou."

I feel that I'm really tired, Louis knows it to. "You can rest your head on my chest." I smile I feel warm next to him. I feel his heart beating, within three minutes I'm asleep.

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