Hopelessly, Completely, Fallen. {Narry, Lilo.}

SKITTLESSSSS

Sorry, bit of a short chapter, but....yeah. 

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“Shhh! You’ll wake them up!”

Blinking open his eyes, Louis looked toward the source of the voice.

“Zayn..? Why are you in my room..?”

“Uh..Actually, you’re in Liam’s room. Whom is currently cuddling you. I’m seriously dying. It’s the cutest thing I’ve seen since the Niam spiel.”

Turning his head, he noticed that, yes indeed, he was curled up against Liam Payne. In all honesty, Louis swears he’d never been this cute when he slept before. He had his face buried in Louis’ hair, and a protective arm wrapped tightly around the older boy’s waist. He looked extremely peaceful, mouth turned upward in a soft smile.

“Zayn! Let me see!” Niall was pushing past the taller man, trying to get a glimpse of the two. Finally getting through the doorway, his eyes widened, looking from Zayn to the pair curled up on the bed.

“Oh. My. God.”

“I know right? He looks so protective of Louis.”

“Has anyone seen Harry?” Louis butted in, cheeks scarlet at the insinuations rattling off of Zayn and Niall’s lips.

“Yeah, I think he said something about a shower.” Zayn filled in, still smirking.

“Great, thanks.” Louis moved to get up, but Liam was having none of it, tightening his arm protectively around him.

“No. Stay.” Liam buried his face even further into Louis’ neck.

“Yeah Louis,” Niall smirked again. “Stay.”

“Bastard.” Louis pried at Liam’s arm, trying, but failing to remove the muscled arm from his body. “Liam, babe, I love you dearly, but you need to get your arm off me.”

The Wolverhampton boy groaned, sleepily opening his eyes.

“Lou?”

“Can you let go now?”

“Yeah, Liam, can you let go now?” Niall giggled, clearly enjoying it more than he should.

“You seem awfully eager to keep Louis in your bed, Li.” Zayn smirked, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

“Shuddup. Maybe I am.” Liam, who still wasn’t fully awake yet, reluctantly let go of Louis, rubbing his eyes. “Sorry Lou, didn’t realize.”

“I figured. Gonna go find Haz. Stop giggling, you twats.” He got up, pushing past his bandmates heading toward Harry’s room. “Haz? You in here?”

“‘M in the bathroom, actually.” He responded, voice raspy and low.

“Well I’ll be here, I suppose.” Louis flunked himself down on the bed, hands folded behind his head. He supposed he had kind of been rude to Harry, ignoring him like this the past few days. In all honesty, he didn’t mean to, but he was so wrapped up in trying to help Niall he barely gave it a second thought. He was startled out of his thoughts by Harry’s bedroom door closing shut and locking with a click. “Harry, what are you doing?”

“I saw you cuddling with Liam this morning.” Harry was approaching Lou slowly, almost predator like.

“Yeah, what about it?” He sat up quickly, noticing Harry’s unusual behavior.

“Do you like him?” The curly haired lad stopped at the edge of the bed, leaning over Louis.

“Of course, he’s like--”