Nothing Has Changed.

Chapter 14

Harry's P.O.V.

I wake up before Liv does. I slip out of bed and walk to the couch. I look at the clock on my phone. It's six 'o clock. In America, anyways. I hear light footsteps, so I turn around to find Liv. "Hey," she whispers. "Hey, babe." I smile. She sits down beside me and lays her head down on my shoulder. "You okay?" I ask, stroking her hair. She nods. "Why wouldn't I be okay?" she asks, looking up at me. "I dunno, you're just bein' kinda quiet." I shrug. "Oh," she nods. "Ughhhh," someone groans. I look down the hall like thing and see Niall. He's stretching, which for him, calls for making unnesecary groaning sounds. "Could you be any louder?" Liv says to Niall. "I could." he counters. I laugh.

He sits down on a stool. "So Zayn told me about his little run in with you two last night..." he trails off. I blush. "So?" Liv shrugs. "I know I'm just teasing." he shakes his head. "But, you two didn't... ya know, did you?" he asks. Liv looks at me. "No we just uhm...made out kinda sort of." I say. "Okay." he nods. "It's too early to be up." Liv sighs. She spins around and walks back to my bunk. "Yeah I agree." I get up and follow her. I open the door and find Liv laying on the bed. I slide it shut and jump onto the bed making it shake.

"Calm down." she says. I roll my eyes. She punches my arm playfully. I roll across the bed. "What is your deal?" she giggles, slapping my bum. "Ouchie." I whine. "Puh-lease that didn't hurt." she says, rolling her eyes. "Seriously, why are you being so goofy today?" she asks. "I dunno. I guess I'm just in a good mood." I answer, puckering my lips. She pushes me away. "Can I have a kiss?" I ask, poking out my bottom lip. "Sure." she laughs. She kisses my cheek. I smile. "Happy now?" she asks. "Very." I nod. I run my thumb over her cheek. "You wanna finish what we started last night?" I ask, wiggling my eyebrows.

"There is no way you're still turned on," she looks at me disbelievingly. "You wanna bet?" I counter. She concentrates for a second. "I dunno..." she says, looking off into space. I narrow my eyes at her.

Liv's P.O.V.

I know. I'm being a tease. I really don't care. I wanna see if I'm right. "Then I guess we'll never figure it out..." he says in the same tone I did. I'm not gonna say anything about it. "Fine," I give in, knowing he won't leave me alone if I don't say anything. He kisses my forehead and runs his fingers up my legs, while pulling me into his lap. I close my eyes. "Do you believe me yet?" he asks, quietly. "No, because you aren't proving that you're turned on by turning me on." I say. "Oh well," he mumbles into my neck. I smile. He slips his fingers underneath the sleeve of my oversized t-shirts.

He rubs my shoulder. "Oh god," I whimper a little too loudly. I bite my lip and Harry lets out a breathy laugh. "A little too loud, there babe." he chuckles. My shirt sleeve that Harry's hand is in slides down my shoulder. I gasp when the cold air touches my shoulder. Harry goes back to kissing my neck. I gasp. He moves my hair away from my neck. "Oh, dear lord," Louis says, opening the door. "Fuck Louis, don't you knock?!" I ask as I roll off of Harry. Louis chuckles. "Nope." "Well you should learn." Harry mumbles. "Not until you two learn how to get a room." Louis sasses. "You dumb ass this is a room and it's mine."Harry laughs. "Good point." Louis says. I pull up my shirt. Louis leaves, shutting the door again. Harry looks at me. "So, where were we..." he says trailing his fingers up my legs.

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