Masterpiece

Chapter Two:

Liams POV:

Everyone was sound asleep. Anna was cuddling with Zayn, and Niall was awkwardly wrapped around me. His mouth was wide open, and snoring viciously. His breath really stinks. Badly. Although, he was very warm, I liked Niall wrapped around me like this. It made me feel good inside. I never spoke about it to anyone though. I was afraid that someone would judge me. Especially for my sexuality. For all who didn't know, I am pansexual. I like anyone or anything with a great personality. Unfortunately, Niall had to be the one I'm secretly crushing on.

No one knows that I like Niall in that way. I want to tell Anna, but I know that she won't belive me. She already thinks that I'm in love with Penny. Penny is my cuddle buddy. It sounds funny, but she is like my best friend. I'm not into animals like that, though. I just love her. I love her as much as I love my friends. Penny seems like she is part of the "squad."

Niall moves his head further up the pillow where he was facing me directly. He wraps his arms tighter around me, mumbling. I smile gently, feeling my heart beat faster in my chest. He furrows his eyebrows, opening his eyes. His eyes dart directly to mine. I was lost with words being so close to him like this. I felt my heart really beating fast, and I was afraid that he could feel it as well.

"What's wrong?" His voice asks. But I was so busy looking into those beautiful crystal like blue eyes, that I couldnt focus.

"Nothing." I reply so gently, I don't even know if I heard myself.

"You look... concerned." He adds. "And also, I could feel you judging me while I was sleeping."

"I wasn't looking at you." I spoke quickly.

"I don't care if you were." He whispers, closing his eyes. He was so beautiful... And perfect... Gosh....

"Oh, and Liam?" He mumbles.

"Hm?"

"You're very warm..." He spoke louder. I look over at him.

"Oh... Thank you." I blush.

"Cuddle back with me. You're the one who wanted all of us to cuddle." He remarks.

"No actually Anna want-"

"Shut up. Just do what I said." He spoke cutting me off.

"Yes sir" I chuckle.
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Zayns POV:

I woke up, feeling the cool air on my skin. Anna turned the air down to 62°, making it freezing in the house. Anna was asleep, with her chubby arms wrapped around my torso. She hardly moves in her sleep. She seemed cold as well. She was snuggled very close against me, and her head was laying on my chest buried in my shirt. Her snores were gentle and cute. I wonder what she was dreaming of to keep her so calm.

Niall and Liam were cuddled up on the other side of the bed. Somehow, the four of us squeezed into the king sized bed without complaints. Although, I knew someone had the urge to. I just wanted to comfort Anna. Today was a rough day for her.
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Annas POV:

My alarm clock from my phone startles my comfortable slumber. I open my eyes enough to find three bodies laying in my bed. I groan, rubbing my face. I didn't want to go to work today. I was not in the mood for complaining customers, and working the register. I would rather stock than deal with a customer.

I slowly and gently make my way out of bed, trying not to wake any of the boys. When I look back before closing the door, I see Zayn shuffling around,as if he were feeling around for me. He opens his eyes, and looks at my pillow. He sighed.

"I forgot. She has to work." He grabs the pillow I was sleeping with, holding it over his face. I chuckle to myself. I leave the room quietly.

Turning the knobs, the faucet squeaks lightly. I decided that I wanted to take a bath instead of a shower. I wanted to relax for a bit. I pull up a random Playlist on my phone, connecting it to my Bluetooth speaker. From Eden by Hozier blasts softly. I hum along to the beat, as I step into the tub. The water felt amazing on my skin. I lay back, closing my eyes.

Once it hit 7:53, I was out of the tub. I towel dried my hair and body. Looking at my reflection, I could see that my facial scrub was really starting to work.

"Are you done yet?" Dad knocks on the door.

"Yeah, hang on." I reply, gathering my things quickly. I hold my towel closer to my chest, opening the door. Dad was dressed in his plaid button down and jeans. He must have been on his way to work. My dad was a big time farmer, and was always busy. He was either greasing parts on a tractor, or discing a field. Dad was the only farmer in the town. And it was really nothing but fields and such.

"What time do you have to be at work?" Dad asks.

"Nine."

"Okay. Well the boys have to leave when you do. Or else they'll be cleaning a house." Dad chuckles. He was pretty comfortable with the boys, considering that we have all been friends since like... the second grade. Well, actually Zayn and I. Then, Niall and Liam soon joined us in third grade.

"Yes sir." I smile tiredly at him. He closes the door behind him, leaving me walking in the open, cool hallway to my bedroom. When I open the door, Zayn was sitting in front of my vanity brushing his hair.

"I figured you would still be asleep." I speak up. Zayn really wasn't a morning person. He rarely talks.

"I randomly woke up." He replies, looking at me through the mirror.

"Yeah. You woke up looking for me." I smirk in response. He raises an eyebrow looking at me.

"Huh?"

"When I got up from the bed, I was fixing to leave the room when you started patting where I was laying as if you were looking for me."

"Oh... well yeah. You were warm."

"Mhhmmm... Ya little nasty." I scrunch my face up at him. He smiles.

"Last time I checked, I don't eat ketchup with my pizza. Now that  is the definition of nasty." Zayn looks at me. I pretend to be offened.

"Well, you never know until you try it." I hold my head up high.

"I don't plan on trying it."

"It's no better than you eating Meso Soup when we go out and eat Japanese."

"What? It's good."

"That's how I feel about my ketchup and pizza." I retort. Zayn huff out a breath.

"You're so frustrating." He rolls his eyes playfully.

"I think that's the reason why I can't keep a guy." I giggle to myself.

"Anna, you've only dated two people."

"Oh. Keeping count on my love life I see."

"Well, actually one. Niall doesn't count." Zayn shakes his head. But come to think of it, he really dont. Only he counts. The discriminating  feeling I get when I think  of him, or what he and I used to have.

"You know I don't like talking about him. It's bad enough I have six classes with him. Especially in gym, because we're partners." I spoke annoyed. Zayn chuckles.

"I think it's funny." I glare at him. "What? I'm just saying." He shrugs.

"But it's not funny. He is such an inconsiderate asshole, and I hate him." I hated him for what he did to me. Zayn don't find that part funny, he just finds it funny that I hate him so much. What he did was childish, and very unnecessary.

"Well of course he's an asshole. It's clear as day to see. You fell for him after the many warnings that we gave you." Zayn added. Which, he was correct. I was to stubborn to listen to their opinions, because I liked him so much.

"I know, I know."

"So, I'm going to let you get dressed" Zayn stands. I watch him as we walks out of my room, closing my door gently. I wait until I hear footsteps creaking down the stairs to change into my work uniform.