The Neighbors

Chapter 55

*sheas pov*

I squeal and giggle as Noah pulls out a burning marshmallow.

"Blow on it!" I giggle, "no don't shake it," I put my hand on his to stop him. He blows out the flame and smiles.

"Toasty, just how I like it," he pops his dimples out and reaches for a graham cracker.

Louis and is making Harry giggle as he smears melted marshmallow on his lip.

I glance at Logan and notice his frown then focus on him.

"Are you okay Logan?" I ask.

"What, uh, yeah," he takes a quick swig of the vodka in his hand.

"Are you upset that you don't have somebody to be here with?" I ask.

"No," he chuckles, "I was thinking about that marshmallow I dropped."

"Of course," I laugh with him.

"He's always got his left hand to join him," Noah mocks him with a brotherly smile.

"I know yours accompanied you last night," Logan retorts.

"Ooooo," Louis licks his finger and touches it to Logan's arm to make a sizzle noise.

"The walls are thin, brother," he smirks at Noah and I turn to see my boyfriend shaking his head.

"your room isnt even near mine," Noah defends himself.

"but mine is," Harry raises his hand, "and I can oreach for Logan, he was toatally wanking last night," Harry and Logan high five and laugh at Noah.

"Harry says Louis' name in his sleep," Noah says and Louis grins at his blushing boyfriend.

"Do you?" Louis smirks as he asks.

"No, he's making that one up," Harry says and taks a swig of the alcohol.

"He isn't, I've heard you taking naps on the couch," I help Noah out. Harry does talk in his sleep all the time and it's really funny.

"What kind of dreams are you having, Harold?" Louis leans close to his ear, "are they wet dreams?" he whispers and Harry has a horrified embarrassment on his face. 

"Stop that," Noah throws a marshmallow at Louis, "you will not seduce my brother while i'm watching," Noah laughs.

"You will not seduce my brother ever!" Logan adds.

"Nobody will ever, touch my baby brother," Noah walks to Harry and carresses his head. I can see thatg Noah is clearly buzzed when he strokes and kisses his head.

"Stop that," Harry giggles and tries to push him away.

"No way! We wont let anybody do those unspeakable things to our baby brother," Logan walks over and joins Noah to cradle Harry.

"I'm the oldest!" Harry says and keeps giggling.

"I thought Noah was the oldest," Logan says.

"No, Logan's the oldest and you're to baby," Noah says to Harry.

"No, I was pretty sure Logan was the youngest," Harry says.

"Shhhh, be quiet little brother," Noah hushes him and strokes his hair more.

Louis and I are laughing uncontrolably at the exchange.

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"I think it's time that I get him into the tent," Louis slurs and point to Harry who is inchworming across the grass.