She Will Be Loved

Chapter 40: Sisters

Here's the next chapter guys!! Hope you like it! Ilysm

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Paige's POV:

"Ok she's asleep. For real this time." I said with a laugh, turning back to Harry.

"Oh my god I swear she better not tell Liam about that." He said with a chuckle.

I had to admit it was pretty embarrassing being caught like that. But I had plenty of stories so if she black mailed me. Wellll lets just say I had more than enough dirt on her.

"What time is it?" Harry asked.

"I dunno. Late I think. All the boys are in bed."

"Alright I guess we should tuck in too." He said, grabbing my hand as we walked down the hall way.

However when we reached the room my bed was occupied. By a sleeping Tyler, or bear. There really wasn't much of a difference. Just a hulking figure spread across the comforter, mouth wide open.

"What the hell?" Harry asked, looking at me for explanation.

"Oh I guess I forgot. I said he could crash in my room. I'll just sleep on the sofa." I said, walking back towards the living room.

However I was stopped by a gentle hand tugging on my wrist.

"Or you could sleep in my room?" Harry suggested, pulling me down the hall.

"No way, restrain yourself Styles." I teased, pushing him through his doorway.

"Hey you can't blame a guy for trying. But really you can sleep in here and I'll take the sofa." Harry said, this time his smile was sincere.

Sweet right? Unfortunately I wasn't about to play the damsel in distress.

"Chivelry is already dead Harry. I'll be fine, just hand me a blanket and I'm good to go."

So Harry walked over and grabbed a large blanket off his bed. He handed it to me with a small goodnight hug. I probably should have left then. But no, I didn't have common sense. I stayed at the doorway, waiting for who knows what. Harry didn't even realize I was standing there. He slipped off his shirt and jumped into the bed, tossing around a few times.

Damn it. He was so in shape it was ridiculous. Like it was pitch black, but somehow his abs were still visible. I didn't even realize I was staring until he looked up.

"Paige?" He asked, turning on the bedside lamp.

"Hm what? Oh I'll be going." I said, waving goodbye.

But I still could tear my gaze away.

"Can you not?" I finally asked.

"Not what?"

"Do that," I gestured to him, "just stop."

"I'm not doing anything!" He protested with a smile.

I let out a giggle as he turned, flexing at me.

"Ok now that's just on purpose!"

We both started laughing until a door opened.

"Ay! Shut up already I'm trying to sleep." Zayn boomed before slamming it shut again.

"And that's my cue. Night." I called, tip toieng down the hall.

"Night Paige." I heard Harry call from behind me.

So I was alone in the living room, curled up with a small blanket on the sofa. It don't take long to fall asleep.

However I was awaken by some shuffling from across the room. When I looked at the clock it read 12:49. What the hell?