I awoke from the sound of voices surrounding me. I stirred slightly, groaning in the process. “Go away.” I heard giggles that sounded familiar. “Louis. Shut up before I kick your ass so hard you barf it out.” I snapped. More snickering. I groaned once again, burying my face into the blanket, but the blanket was surprisingly not squishy-cuddly, the kind where you can just burrow your face into the soft depths. No, this was hard. I slowly opened my eyes to see Harry still sleeping underneath me. “Oh.” I tried to roll off of Harry, but his grip on me kept tightening. “Harry cut it out. Now I know you’re not sleeping you goon.” I whined, poking his chest lightly. He pulled me closer in response. “Harry theres people here.” I whispered. He buried his face in my neck.
“I don’t care.” He groaned quietly so only I could hear.
“What does that mean?” I whispered back. Harry abruptly pulled away, sitting up quickly.
“Nothing.” He looked away and scratched his head awkwardly.
“Whatever. I see through your lies.” I chipped, sitting up too.
“Why do we have to be such good friends where we can tell that?!” Harry exclaimed. We all laughed.
“Harry guess what?!” Niall shouted. We all looked at him, puzzled. “You get to leave today we’re throwing a raging party.”
“No.” Liam frowned, crossing his arms. “That is not acceptable. He is just being released after being in a coma.” Niall scowled, muttering as he walked into the bathroom.
“So. Do I get to put on people clothes before leaving?” Harry asked.
“No.” Louis said with a grin.
“Shut up, Lou.” He slapped Louis’ arm playfully and shifted into a sitting position with me on his lap.
“Agh!” I exclaimed as Harry pulled me back into his chest, holding me tightly to him.
“You’re a goof.” Harry grinned.
“You’re stupid.” I replied, trying to escape. “Liam! Help meee!” I whined, reaching for him.
“Harold.” Liam said sternly.
“Ew, who do you think you are, my mother?” Harry laughed, not letting me go.
“I have to pee.” I exclaimed. Harry let go of me in a heartbeat. I shot off the bed and behind Zayn who was standing aside quietly. “Save me.” I whispered as he chuckled, giving me a one armed hug.
“Lets get this show on the road, I’m hungry.” Niall emerged from the bathroom, rubbing his stomach. We all laughed and got Harry all set to leave.
About 11pm.…..
I followed behind the boys as they walked into Harry’s house behind him. They all greeted Anne with a warm hug and dispersed to let me have a turn. I hugged her, and she ushered us all into the kitchen where she fed us fresh cookies.
“Hey, I need a little help.” Harry called from upstairs. I didn’t even remember him leaving. The boys all looked at me expectantly.
“What? You guys are qualified to help too.” I shrugged, taking another cookie. They all sat down, making themselves look really comfortable. I looked over at Anne, but she had conveniently began to talk to Gemma, leading her out of the room. “You are all stupid.” I huffed, leaving the kitchen to aid Harry.
I trudged up the stairs, sighing as I went. I looked down the hallway to see the light on in Harry’s room. I walked over, pushing the door open lightly, my eyes widening as I did so. Harry had his back toward me, and he was focused on his phone. But I was focused on the fact that he was in nothing but a pair of low slung athletic shorts. Oh, dear. I gulped before clearing my throat. Harry turned to look and his eyes flashed with something mysterious before he put his phone down and faced me. I tried not to stare at his perfectly sculpted abs and his V-lines.
