I'm Nialls cousin. No big deal. Right?

"This couch ships us"

Don't you just love it when you wake up from a nap when your sick and so your still a bit groggy and your mind is awake before your body. I love how for those few minutes you are just sitting darkness, thinking about everything yet nothing at all. Waking up in complete silence and just coming to the realization that life isn't all deadlines and dramas. It can be peaceful. I loved these moments.

Yet, today when I woke up. I wasn't alone ,and it wasn't silent. I woke up with an arm around my waist and a steady heart beat right behind me.

Y'know what... I'm fine with this. I totally am. This bothers me not one little bit.

I turned slightly on my side, just far enough that i could see the top of his face. Eyes closed, hair wild and a slight sleepy smile on his lips. Did everyone look so peaceful in their sleep? Looking at hum now I really can't understand HOW people can hate on him. He is just that sixteen year old guy from Cheshire. He works in a bakery and debating whether or not to try out for X-factor. Some people are just idiots. That's all I'm saying.

His eyelids fluttered open slightly. "roreh?" he mumbled. Still half asleep.

"Yeah hazza?" I asked softly. It's kinda funny watching people when they're half asleep. Wow that sounds creepy.

He groaned and slowly sat up. "are you feeling okay?" his voice was groggy and he looked like he has been asleep for hours. Which he has. Wow I'm a clever cookie.

"Better than yesterday" I sighed and layer my head back down on the pillow, now fully facing Harry.

He smiled sleepily "Thats nice. Now why the hell am u awake. It's like 2 in the morning. Is it?"

I shrugged. "No idea. Seems like it though." I felt around the floor beside me and found my phone. Why are phones so small and hard to find.

I unlocked my phone and we were both nearly blinded. Why do I always feel the need to turn my brightness on full. Why dont I ever say to myself 'oi rory. Is that a good idea? You'll probably have to use your phone at... 2:36 in the morning. Are you really as stupid as you look. Well. You probably are because you're talking yo yourself right now.'

Harry squinted at the glowing screen, moving ever so closer. "Bloody hell. I don't even remember falling asleep." he groaned. Why are there tiny sirens blaring in my head. Stupid head. He's not too close. Hes not close enough actually. Is there a mute button or my thoughts. I'm annoying myself right now.

"I think that's how falling asleep works Harry. Youre not supposed to remember." for some reason I was talking really quietly. And so was he. Wow this isn't suspicious, us both cuddling and whispering on a couch with our faces and inch apart. Not suspicious at all.

Something dawned on Harry. "Remember last time we were on this couch?" he whispered. Oh no.

"I nearly pissed myself watching a zombie movie?" Change subject nooooow.

He chuckled quietly. "Now that my dearest Pond, was hilarious." he did a quick double take. "You can talk again!" oh. Yeah. I can!

"It must have been the soup." we both solemly shook our heads.

"It's a fact that soup is amazing for sick people." He held his serious expression for a good twenty seconds, not bringing up the fact that hours earlier he had no idea what the hell soup was.

His eyes met mine and we both just broke. We went from church mice to the hyenas from The Lion King in a split second. We were just cool like that.

As our laughter died down we bothe just lay there. As still as before. Now roughly two inches apart.

"Rory." He whispered.

"What?"

"Come closer" He said under his breath.

"Umm. What?" I tried to keep my voice low and quiet but it came out a bit panicky. Hopefully he didn't notice.

"Come closer." he whispered more clearly. So I did the only thing I could do. I moved closer (by like, a hairs breadth).

"Closer." he breathed.

"Why?"

He cocked an eyebrow gently. Does it matter?" His voice getting softer and more... Intense? I don't know all this descriptive crap. I'm bad at interpreting the tone of people's voices on the spot.

I moved closer.

One inch.

Closer.

Half and inch.

"Rory." His voice was barely audible. I didn't bother replying. "I think we should kiss right now."

The gap closed.

The whole time all I could think was 'I shouldn't be doing this. He's my friend and nialls bestie. This is a mistake.

But I didn't pull away. I didn't put a stop to it. I didn't do anything really. Yet I was doing everything at the same time.

It wasn't like the last time on the couch when we were just mucking around and got a bit carried away. Even if it was just a kiss, it actually meant something that I knew had been there all along.

First on the couch, now on the couch. You know what. I think this couch ships us. It's ships us big time.

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Okay I know I always say 'OMG SORRY IM HORRIBLE PLEASE DON'T HATE ME I'LL UPLOAD SOONER!'

But this time I'm not going to. Because I'm horrible. Muahahaha. And well, I had valid reasons like a million assessments (that all were completed at one am the day they were due) and a rather busy life. Sue me.

So anyway, how was your Easter? Mine kind of contributed to the fact I didn't upload quicker. Why you may ask? Well due to something that occurred on Saturday, I'm attending the funeral on Tuesday. Oh joy.

Buh bye :) love y'all.