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Above is what Louis Liam and Zayn look like except Louis looks slightly less sexually frustrated. :)

"He's right yknow," Liam pipes up "we only do it because we care about you. We don't want to see you hurt and whenever we try and help or in fact anyone, you push them and resist them until they eventually give up from exhaustion because everyone gives up eventually."...

"Well then maybe you should give up then." I retorted.

"Fine, whatever." They grumbled.

"I'm pretty sure we have other things to discuss." I suggested
"The Bonfire!" They caught on.
"So who's going to be on our red carpet guest list this time?"

We have this tradition of having a bonfire each year in October for the past 13 years and we would go with our parents to Louis beach house in Cornwall. He inherited it from his grandad who passed a little over three years ago and he even has his own stretch of beach! This is the first year it was just going to be us and our friends.

"So us three. Zayn. Perrie. Jade. Leigh. Jesy and Niall plus his 'special' guest." Louis confirmed.
"What? Niall? Special guest?" Liam sputtered.
"Yup, surprised us all."

"So now what?" Liam broke the silence. 
"I think it's time we left to be honest." Louis replied.

It was nearing 2:30 in the morning and I had my lecture at 2:30pm for my creative writing module with Prof. Yancy.

"You guys can stay. We can camp out in my living room. We haven't done it in ages. Plus all our classes are after 11:00am so sleep isn't an issue."
They gave their silent looks of approval and went to get changed into their sweats and tanks since they've both stayed over so many times that I have a drawer in my wardrobe dedicated to their things. They even had toothbrushes, hair gel and deodorant. They know where it's kept.

I heard a crash and I rushed to my room to see a giant crack in my mirror and a baseball on the floor. They gave me apologetic looks before running out carrying more blankets and pillows then I ever thought humanly possible.

We cleared the floor before dumping down the duvets and pillows before crashing down ourselves.

Soon light snores could be heard from Louis end and slight shuffling from Liam. 

"Can't sleep?" He whispered.
"No." I replied.
"Insomnia?"
"Yeah."
"Want help?"
"That'd be nice."
"Sure thing."
He crawled closer to me and cuddled me. He soothingly rubbed my back before I could hear light snores from behind me. Nothing helps me sleep and functioning on probably two hours sleep before a 3 and a half hour shift isn't the best. Believe me.

Harry's PoV

Rolling Stones are life. I do not get how anyone cannot worship them. It's impossible.

Niall had shift today so I was home alone. Roaming around in my boxers and no Niall to shout at me about my music and singing? Blissssss.

I turned up their album before shimmying toward the overhead cupboards to grab some instant ramen noodles. The only thing that is impossible to burn yet I still managed to do it. The fire department had to come and everything.

While eating, I pondered over Nialls offer of going to a bonfire with him and his friends. It's would be a good way to meet new people. And apparently it was tradition. It wouldn't harm going would it? Nope maybe not.

Since it was almost 3 and Niall would be back from his shift in a half hour, showering sounded like a good idea right now.

Nialler consistently nags me everyday about the multitude of soaps, shampoos and conditioners I have hauled up in the bathroom.

My hair was currently scented with forest fruits so why not go for a classic green apple today. I lathered my hair and conditioned with my anti frizz shizz.

Stepping out of the shower, I heard Niall stumble in and an almighty crash so while wrapping a towel round my waist I headed out to see a helpless Niall surrounded by all his taco ingredients.

I WOULD KILL FOR NIALLS TACOS. Just saying.

I tackled him in a hug before helping him prepare for dinner. And by that I mean steer clear of the kitchen.

Am I God? Am I satan?
Nope, trick question,
IM OBAMA

I'm sorry for the shortness of Harry's PoV.  I had nothing else to say.

All the love. Y xx

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