Bucket List

Number 2 And 6

June 25th

"Aw! They look so cute together!"

"Sh! We can't wake them, Liam will kill us,"

"Liam will? Ella will literally beat you with something until you apologise,"

"This is so going on Twitter!"

"She told me yesterday she liked him,"

"Seriously? What'd you do, beat it out of her? She'd never admit it,"

Muffled voices swarmed around me. I cuddled closer to my pillow, desperate to make them go away. I didn't want to wake up now.

My pillow was warm. In fact, my pillow was breathing. Then it hit me. Last night, it got so late and I had to sleep over. We ended up sleeping on the couch together. So, basically, my pillow is Liam.

"We need to wake them up,"

"How? They're both kill us,"

"Just poke one of them!"

I seriously wanted to kill whoever suggested to poke me. I swear, I'll beat them until they apologise.

"Touch me and I'll make it your own personal hell," I grumbled, knowing somebody was just about to touch me.

"Damn, how'd she know I was going to poke her?" I heard Louis ask.

"Because she wants you to leave. She doesn't have to be up for a few more hours, so go, away," I groaned, burying my head in Liam's chest more. I felt his wrap his arm tighter around my waist.

"Why?" That was Zayn. I could tell by his voice. I don't know how though.

"Well, for one I want to sleep. And you pricks all woke me up. Two, I'm going go see Sammi soon, and I'd like to be well slept by then," I mumbled against Liam's chest.

"I'm already here, El," Sammi? Why was she here? Am I dreaming?

I groaned, and opened my eyes. I rubbed them, and saw Harry, Niall, Louis, Zayn, Eleanor, Perrie, and Sammi all looking down at Liam and I. Sammi was in her wheelchair.

"Sammi, what are you doing here?" I asked, my voice heavy from sleep. I undid Liam's arm from me and sat up, stretching my back and arms.

"We picked her up! She told us all about how you two are going shopping and are going to buy all that candy, and we decided to pick her up for you," Eleanor grinned.

"Thanks. You guys can come shopping too, if you want. Sammi, do you mind?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. I wasn't used to getting up this early.

"Not at all! The more the merrier!" Sammi chirped.

"So why did you sleep over?" Harry quirked an eyebrow suspiciously. I stood up and stretched my legs, a yawn escaping my lips.

"Liam and I had a movie night and it got really late and he didn't think it was safe for me to drive home that late and-" I cut myself off, a gasp leaving my mouth, as I clapped a hand over my mouth, my eyes widening.

"What's wrong, Ella?" Perrie asked, eyebrows furrowed. Oh god, I can't believe I forgot.

"I didn't call my Mum! She's going to kill me!" I exclaimed, running into the kitchen and sliding to a stop by the counter. I grabbed my phone and saw 48 missed calls from my Mum.

"How many calls did you get?" Niall asked amused. I dropped my head on the counter, and groaned loudly.

"48," I mustered out. I heard them laughing at me. I tried ringing my Mum, but she didn't pick up. I sighed. "It's not funny! My Mum is going to chop my head off, feed my body to the sharks, and make me watch!" I cried, walking back into the living room.