Permanent Vacation ~ MGC

Part 20 - Y/N's POV

As I reached the top of the stairs, I saw Michael staring at the door straight infront of him, which lead to my room. I wrapped my arms around his torso from behind, and nuzzled my face into his neck.
"Hey," he mumbled, and I whispered back a tired 'hey' before he spoke again, "So where am I staying?" He turned around, and I let my arms fall from around him, and smiled as he looked at me.
"In my room, I guess?" I said, and walked around him to open the door. As I got to my dresser, I pulled open the drawers and searched for one of the few pairs of PJs I had left here. I heard Michael wander in behind me, and he sat on one side of my bed, before looking at the vast number of posters on my walls: All Time Low, Green Day, and Twenty One Pilots were just a few.
I sat beside him with my pyjamas in my hand - the door still open - and he put his arms around me. As I leaned into him slightly, completely exhausted, I heard a cough from the doorway.
"Aren't you going to bed?" Ashton said from the doorway, but he wasn't looking at me, he was looking at Michael.
"Uhm, yeah I am. That's why I'm in here." Michael answered, pulling his arms from around me and collapsing backwards onto my bed. He yawned widely, before turning his head and smiling at Ash.
"You're staying in here? We have a guest room you know?" Ashton said, his arms folded frustratedly. I'd thought before that he was so irritable because of Summer, but now he seemed to be objecting with Michael sleeping in the same bed as me.
"Ash, it's fine." I said, smiling, knowing that seeing Michael and I together was probably hard for him. He shrugged, before returning back to his room to sleep.

*10 minutes later*
I lay in my bed, Michael's arms around me, as he hummed to try and get me to sleep. On the plane, I was exhausted, when we got back, I was exhausted, but now, it seemed my body just did not want to sleep at all.
"Are you asleep yet?" Michael mumbled just as I began to drift off, my head buried in his chest.
"Hmmmm." I said, and he let out a quiet, small laugh, before snuggling into me as we fell asleep.

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I was woken up by shuffling from downstairs. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand, and it read 11.30am. I'd slept for at least 10 hours. Michael was still asleep, his arms placed loosly around me, and his mouth slightly open, small snores escaping from it. I smiled at his cuteness, and managed to wriggle out of his grip without waking him. I grabbed my small black dressing gown from the end of my bed, pulling it on my cold body, before yawning and making my way downstairs.
When I eventually reached the kitchen, Mum was pulling on her coat, and was collecting her keys from the counter.
"Good morning." She said, smiling before coming over to me. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah," I said yawning again, still exhausted despite sleeping for around 10 hours; I guessed it was jet lag, "Thanks, Mum. Where are you going?" As I said this, Mum walked towards the door, before she turned around and smilied at me.
"I was going out to get coffee for you guys. Are the boys still asleep?" I grinned at the thought of a coffee from my favourite place just around the corner. It seemed such a simple thing to be happy over, but I drank at this place almost every day before I went on tour with my Brother.
"Yeah, they are." I laughed, before my Mum did the same. She nodded, and walked out of the door, closing it quietly behind her so she didn't wake Michael and Ash.
I paced towards the fridge, looking for a cool bottle of water to wake me up. I opened the door, reaching for a bottle, before hearing shouting from upstairs. Without actually collecting my drink from the shelf, I closed the fridge door before following the sound coming from upstairs. As I reached the top, I heard Ashton shouting in his room, and Michael replying frustratedly: "Mate, are you jealous?"
I sighed, knowing what they were arguing over, before reluctantly making my way towards Ash's room.