cocoon || reece bibby

8

the boys and i returned to the 'sleepover room', where the dogs had stayed, "i'm gonna go take my makeup off." i winked, and they all started singing as i went into my bedroom then ensuite and got makeup wipes, before washing my face.

when i returned, each of the boys were slouched on their own sofa bed, while i got drinks from the fridge and put on a movie--22 jump street, as we all agreed it was such a great movie.

reece beckoned me over to him and i sat next to him, his arm around my waist and other palm on my thigh, and the two puppies jumped up, bambi curling up in my lap and louis cuddling into the side of my leg, the other side to which reece was.

"um, if you want, you can pull these out into beds." i offered and we all did, and the boys stripped down to their boxers as i went to my room to change into my underwear and put reece's t-shirt on over.

george and blake sprawled themselves out on the beds, reece and i cuddling as we all watched the movie, often laughing, bambi now laying on my stomach over the duvet, louis just below her.

i got up to turn off the tv and george was asleep, blake and reece half asleep.

"i'll be back in a bit." i said, quietly calling the puppies who i picked up and took to their room, and i kissed the top of their heads like always.

i went into my room to take off my bra for comfort, now just in pants and the t-shirt, and i walked downstairs to the kitchen and got out a bottle of water from the fridge and took it back upstairs, drinking some of it, before returning to the room the boys were in, and getting into bed again.

reece lay on his side and pulled me onto mine, his arms wrapping around my waist as he pulled our fronts together and kissed the top of my head.

"night blake." i said softly.

"g'night guys." he mumbled back and i cuddled up to reece.

i sighed, finally getting out of bed, even though it was only 7.46 and the boys all appeared to be asleep, but i'd been awake about twenty-five minutes, and couldn't get back to sleep.

i walked downstairs quietly, and got my phone out, playing castfish and the bottlemen, seeing as they're one of my favourite bands.

i made a cup of tea and went to twitter, 'i can't sleep, so tweet me questions x' i tweeted.

-'who've you known longest from nhc?'
'george, then he introduced me to blake and reece x'

-'fav catfish song/album?'
'i couldn't choose my fav, but i am currently listening to them, and i love all of the songs tbh'

-'are nhc still at your house?'
'yeah, they slept over. they're upstairs and i've just come down."

-'adidas or nike?'
'adidas !!!'

-'will you go on tour?'
'hopefully, i want to meet lots of you :)x'

i heard footsteps on the kitchen tiles behind me, and i turned to see george with a small smile on his lips, "hi." i said softly.

"g'morning."

"i'm sorry, did i wake you?" i asked as he sat on a stool next to me.

"no, i just couldn't sleep."

"neither. i'm doing a q&a on twitter, wanna join?" i suggested.

"sure." george nodded.

'george has just come downstairs, ask us both questions x' i now tweeted.

"do you want tea?" i offered.

"yeah, please." george said, and i handed him my phone so that he could answer the tweets while i made him a mug.

i gave him the mug and he thanked me, before he handed me my phone back, and i noticed each tweet he'd answered, he'd put '-george x' at the end.

"why couldn't you sleep?" i asked softly, once we'd both answered a few more questions, and i turned the music off.

"it doesn't matter, but how about you?"

"it does, but i don't know. i just can't sleep sometimes, i think about everything." i said, "but, come on, why couldn't you?"

"um, it sounds dumb.."

"i'm sure it doesn't." i encouraged softly.

"well, like you, i just can't sleep sometimes and sometimes i wake up and can't get back off, but what kept me awake this morning, was just that i know i have the worst voice out of the three of us, and i feel like the fans only like me because i'm in the band, not because i'm in the band, and a singing member, if you get me..?"

"i know what you mean, but you shouldn't think that way. you do have a lovely voice, and of course you're not going to be everyone's favourite, but you are many people's, and you, and your voice, mean the world to them, okay? you're so talented--all of you are, and you don't deserve to put yourself down like that."

"thank you." he mumbled and i hugged him, slipping my arms tightly around his waist.

"you okay?" i asked softly, feeling him nod against my shoulder.

"can we please not tell blake or reece, though?" george asked.

"no, of course not." i said and pulled away from the embrace, grabbing his hand and pulling him upstairs, "come on, let's wake them." i giggled.