Being Harry Styles' Cousin (A Liam Payne Love Story)

Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

“Kea, wake up.” someone whispers in my ear, gently shaking me.

“Leffmahawolne.” I mumble while pulling the covers over my face and turning away from the person who is now sitting on the side of my bed.

“Kea, you need to get up. We need to leave now. You can go back to sleep once we get on the bus. Come on.”

“Noo.” I whine. The next thing I know, the cover is ripped off of me and someone is picking me up bridal style. I just snuggle into their chest and try to fall back to sleep.

I could hear people around me, talking quietly and slowly moving. Whoever was carrying me gently set me down somewhere. They try to walk away, but I reach out and grab them. It’s really cold here and their body was keeping me warm.

They chuckle and lay down beside me, wrapping an arm around my stomach. I quickly fall back to sleep, snuggling into their warmth.

~*~*~

“Kea, come on, were at the arena.” Harry shook my shoulder.

I snap up so fast that I hit my forehead hard on something. Harry starts laughing as I lie back down and notice that I am lying on a bunk inside what looks like a tour bus.

“How did I get here?” I ask Harry.

“I don’t know.” He shrugs. “I guess one of the guys carried you or something. I had to carry Emily. She wouldn’t wake up.”

I sit there for a few seconds until I decide to just brush it off. No point really in wondering, except for the fact that I forced the boy to stay with me until I fell back to sleep. But I would just be a little embarrassed if I went up to one of the boys and was like “Hey, did you sleep with me last night?” yeah, that so sounds wrong in so many ways.

“You need to get ready; Simon called and said he wanted you to rehearse with your band as soon as we got here. Something about getting everything arranged.” Harry said as he sat on the bunk across from mine.

“Okay thanks.”

I quickly found my suitcase and grabbed a pair of grey sweat pants and a baggy black sweatshirt with a bright yellow mustache in the middle of it and headed to the bathroom. After I showered and got dressed, I just threw my hair up into a messy bun and headed back to the front of the tour bus. I saw Emily sitting with Niall on a couch, both with their phones in their hands. Zayn was lying on his back on the ground with his phone above his face. Harry was sat at a small table next to Louis and both of them also had their phones out. Shocking, I know. Lastly, Liam was sat in a chair with – you guessed it – his phone in front of his face.

Sighing, I leaned onto the door frame while crossing my arms over my chest. “You know, you guys really have some attachment issues. It is pathetic to come out here and see all of you just sitting there staring at your phones. I mean, you could be staring at me. I am that amazing.” I say smirking. All of them just roll their eyes.