This Love is Ours [n.h]

[4] Heart < Mind

Nicole Switzherbert

   "You think we should wake them up?" I heard Anne whispering, but aloud because there were a couple more whispering that was buzzing in the room. I really don't know what room I'm in with but I feel it's mine since I can recognize my bed easier.

   "I think so." Louis shrugged. "It's already 14 o'clock so why don't we go grab some lunch?" he asked, this huge grin plastered on his face as he wiggled his brows.

   It made me wonder, what are these two doing? First, is I'm sleeping. Way too comfy! Mr. Matress finally found a spot to keep me in. Second, is we privately own this room. I don't want any unnecessary things scattered around and left in here.

   The last time I let someone in, they almost brought the whole fridge in my room and just left it like they ate in a restaurant. Plus, it's so embarassing to showcase some of our private things.

   Speaking of privacy, why does it seem that I'm cuddle up to someone? I can feel my head go up and down as I listen to the beat of of a heart and the vibrations of a breathing. Plus I'm getting weirded by it, I have never got cuddled in, not even by my own mom.

   I opened my eyes a bit peeking to whoever this might be. Is this Niall? This is the same tank I remember seeing him in. But what's he doing in here? How did we even end up cuddling each other to bed? Did something even happened? Screw hangovers and alcohol. I can barely remember anything last night.

   Harry chuckled evily low from a distance. "Wait wait, I have a crazy idea." As soon as I heard his foot, I immediately shut my eyes like I'm still sleeping.

   "Hey," that voice that always belongs to Zayn hollered, it kinda startled me too. "If that means putting Nicole into trouble, then I am going to kill ya." he seriously threatened. Making me realize that he still does care about me.

   "Just make sure no one would recognize her." Liam told Harry. "Mm, okay." cheered Harry like a little kid, his hands waving in the air. That would amuse me if only I didn't have a hard time sleeping last night because of hangovers. But I did have difficulties so it's a big no.

   Anne seemed to already forget that we had an agreement about letting visitors in the room since Niall is here with me. But even so, they must learn how to respect us because we were sleeping.

   I want to dart my eyes open and fire them with my cyclops-like heat vision but unfortunately I'm just a normal human being who can't even fight the effects of hangovers.

   Louis almost yelled as he stomped his foot on the floor, making a deep thud sound, my heartbeat getting faster too as they keep on making snappy sound which constantly puts a shock in me everytime. "Don't show Niall's face you idiot!" he say, slapping Harry's nape. They weren't even wrong telling me that Louis really is the most carefree person and the loudest one in the group.

   Niall groaned, finally waking up by the noise that his mates are creating. He shifted turning his upper half to them. "Hey, mind using inside voices?" he whispered, too afraid to wake me up. "Someone's trying to get some sleep." he humbly smiled.

   He went to face me again and cuddled me more tightly in his arms. I can barely breathe. His warm body radiance gives heat and I don't really need warmth right now. The world has so much already to give.

   "I heard you sang to her last night." teased Anne, sitting on the space behind Niall. I felt her poking his back as he twitched a little.

   "Yeah, I did." said Niall sternly, brushing his fingers on my head so little strands were off my face.