No One to Trust

Sleep Over

No One to Trust

Gabriella's POV

Sam sets up an inflatable bed while I'm in the shower. I go into Sam's room and get some shorts and a worn out shirt to sleep in. Even though its still 7:30. I'm going to get a bra from Sam when I realize we have different sizes. Ugh. I get my own bra and put it on. I walk into the living room to find Niall and Harry wrestling on the inflatable mattress. "What are they fighting for?" "See who gets to sleep on the mattress with you. This'll take a while." Louis offers me an apple that he had just bitten. I take it since I now realize I'm starving. "This is stupid what if I end up sharing with Sam?" "They'll have a heart attack." I smile and snuggle to Louis's chest and he puts his arm around me. We watch Harry and Niall wrestle. Niall ends up winning and Harry has to sleep on the bed opposite of me. I throw I away the core of the apple I was eating. "Hey Niall, what time is it?" "8:12" "I'm tired." I say yawning. "You're usually up until 3 am. Are you alright?" Harry says taking a seat next to me and feeling my forehead. "I'm not sick. Just a bit shaken up. Can I go to sleep?" The boys smile and nod yes. I throw myself on the inflatable mattress and Sam throws a blanket on me. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep. I wake up again and look at my phone which I stuck under my pillow. 1 am. Niall lays to my right and Louis to my left. They look so cute. I take a picture and put it on Instagram "Awwwh they're so cute when they sleep!! @louist91 @nialler1993" I lock my phone and lay on my stomach, looking at Harry who's curls are flopping around his pillow. I wonder what happened when I fell asleep last night. I play with a few loose curls and twirl them around. Harry lifts his head and smiles, not opening his eyes. He cheekily opens one eye, then smiles and opens the other eye. "I thought you were one of the lads." He whispers. I put a finger over my mouth to shush him. He takes out his phone and sends me a text. "Lets go out side. We haven't talked." "Okay 😋" Harry stands up and since our mattresses are opposites he unexpectedly grabs my arms and pulls me across both mattresses. I try to hold in my giggling, this is what made Harry and I best friends, a game of soccer and him trying to make me smile. I may seem fearless now, but I was really self conscious. We go outside and quietly close the door. I lean on the stone fence and look at the sky. It's kind of chilly out here. Harry wraps his arms around my right after I cross them. He kisses my cheek, and rests his hand over an opening my slightly raised tank top on my stomach. "So, how's life?" Says Harry in the cheekiest way possible.