Suicidal (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chemistry

I fell asleep on the way to their house. I felt two hands pick me up of the seat. I put my arms around the persons neck. I didn't know who it was until I felt his curly hair. I didn't care. I already felt so close to these guys. I buried my face in Harrys chest. Soon I was laid on a bed. It was so comfortable that it only took seconds for me to drift back to sleep. "Goodnight y/n" was the last thing I heard.