When I woke up the next morning, I wasn't in my own bed. I rubbed my eyes, and stretched. I looked around, and realized that I was in Zayn's bed. His room was neat, and pretty bare besides a couple of posters on the wall, and a picture on a desk. A picture of us. He had me in a piggy back, and we were both grinning from ear to ear. It was a precious picture, a perfect moment captured.
I rolled out of bed, and using Zayn's mirror, pulled my crazy hair up in a messy bun and fixed the smudged residue of my make-up. I was about to go out to the front room until I realized that my tank top was twisted, and was showing basically my whole bra. I giggled slightly remembering the first time the boys had seen me in my bra. It had been quite the awkward moment at first, and they'd teased me about weeks, but we were all so used to it now, that it really wouldn't have mattered if I hadn't fixed my shirt.
When I walked out to the living room, Zayn was still snoring on the couch and Niall was making himself a giant sandwich. Shocker right?
"How did you sleep love?" He asked in his cute Irish accent.
"Really good, actually! But you guys have my apartment key, why didn't you just put me in my own bed like you usually do?" I asked. It was actually the first night that I had stayed in their apartment since I lived right next door. I usually just walked over when I got tired, or one of the boys carried me to bed.
"We were about to. But then Zayn insisted that you stay in his bed for the night. Something about how a young girl like you shouldn't be alone at night?" Niall said.
"But, I've spent every other night in my apartment?" I questioned. Niall shrugged, and I heard Zayn stir. He popped his head over the side of the couch.
"I've never liked you sleeping alone over there. You're cute Ky. What if a rapist or robber followed you home. It's very likely." Zayn said. He looked serious, but he had a cute playful smile on his face at the same time.
"I'm sure if I ever screamed, I'd have five boys breaking my door down, and you would like kill anyone who touched me," I said teasingly.
"It's true!" Liam said, jumping into our conversation as he entered the room. He was in his batman underwear, and his hair was a little wild from sleep.
"Good morning Liam!" I said cheerfully. He smiled at me, and then asked what was for breakfast.
"This is my sandwich. You can all fend for yourselves." Niall said, taking a sloppy bite of his giant sandwich.
We all laughed and I volunteered to make breakfast. As I was making some bacon, and hashbrowns Harry and Louis walked in. Louis' hair was basically standing straight up, and Harry's curls soaked and bouncing. He had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing a bath robe. He looked right at me and grinned, and ripped his bath robe open.
"Ahhhh." I half yelled, as he started laughing.
"Calm down Ky, I have underwear on." He barely managed to say it through is laughter. I blushed hardcore, and hid my face in my hands. Everyone joining in on the laughter.
"Well that was embarrassing." I muttered and they all laughed harder. After making breakfast and eating it, we all sat around in boredom.
"Ooh I have an idea!" Liam exclaimed. "Kylie, would you like to join me in some Christmas shopping for the boys?" He asked. I honestly had almost forgotten that Christmas was in two weeks, and I had no idea what to get any of them.
"Yes!" I said excitingly. "Just let me get ready!" I jumped up and headed for the door. Though it only took me fifteen minutes to get ready, the boys always think that it takes me way too long.
"You took like an HOUR." Niall said, empasizing the hour.
"Yeah! You didn't need the make-up or the fancy hair do, you just needed clothes on. You look good no matter what." Liam said with a smile.
"Well when you go out in public with any of you, there is bound to be some picture, and rumor that we're dating, or some huge event, and I wanted to look somewhat decent." I said with a smile, and with that me and Liam were off to do some holiday shopping.
