Harry - you had to nuzzle closer, weight dipping the middle of the trampoline down and he had one arm over your shoulder to wrap you, “cold, baby?” He murmured down to your skin, peering around the night sky draping his backyard.
"No, I’m okay," you smiled against his side, sliding one hand inside his hoodie pocket, patting his stomach. You rested against him, lain into him and he kept holding you, even when his eyes started drooping. You squeezed his middle when you could, "you know what we’ve never had before, Haz?"
"What?" He smirked down, lazily, eyes half-closed.
"Trampoline sex," you giggled, warm breath cozying into the material of his t-shirt.
"Oh, really?" He wriggled his body, till he was laying on his side and peering down to you, "maybe another night," he brushed a strand of hair from your cheek, "I just wanna lay with you right now…"
"I wanna lay with you too…"
Liam - he laced his fingers with yours over your heads, so when you looked up, it was like a shadowy web over the midnight moon, “this is pretty cool, babe,” he smiled breathily, “we should do this more often…”
"Yeah, we should," you smiled, and he squeezed your fingers tighter, trailing one hand down to hold your waist and pull you over to him, so you were laying draped on top of him, the trampoline squeaking a little beneath your weight.
"This is even cooler, babe," he grinned up, before he took your lips. You smiled down, the tips of your noses smashing together, and it turned into giggling, "I love you, babe…" he smiled, when you laid your head to his chest and closed your eyes.
"Li, I love you too…"
Louis - you flopped down when he did, exhausted from jumping up and down. He had your hands and you laid your head against his chest, “we’re such losers…” you smiled into the collar of his singlet, tracing with a finger down the line of his tattoo. He shuffled his body beneath you, a little awkwardly because the trampoline was moving with him.
"Well, I mean…" he smirked, looking up at the night sky, "I mean, I know you’ve always been a bit of a loser, (Y/N), but I thought I was pretty cool…"
"Hey," you slapped his chest playfully, grinning up to him, so he kissed your lips softly, delicately.
"But you’re my loser, babe," he cupped your cheek, murmuring into the kiss. You settled over his chest and closed your eyes, listening to his heart beat, lulling you to sleep.
Zayn - "You comfy, babe?" He nuzzled his chin by your neck, and the stubble grazed along until you were giggling breathily, warm air puffing out with your exhale. You tried switching your position around to the other side, slipping a little when the weight over the trampoline changed. "Ah," you laughed out loud. He did the same, and wrapped his arms around you, tackling you down until you were in the middle with your weight dipping. You shivered under the night sky as he held you.
"Yeah, I’m comfy," you smiled into his lips when you could, "comfiest girl in the world right now…"
"Good," he breathed, and you saw it come out, "gotta make sure my girl is comfy."
"What about you?" You let your eyelids flutter shut, a polite kiss to his neck, "you comfy, babe?"
"Yeah, I’m comfy… comfy with you…"
Niall - you peered your eyes open a little, when you felt him shift, the odd surface of the trampoline scratching your skin a little when you moved yourself, nuzzling closer into his side, “you okay, babe?” He mumbled to you, blinking a little, hand still holding you by the small of your back.
"Yeah," you smiled, chancing one quick look up at the night sky above you, a cool breeze that made you shiver a little, until you were burrowing back into Niall again.
"Good," you felt him swallow, saw his Adam’s apple bobbing for a moment, "good…"
