HARRY:
You had told Harry before that you had a slight problem with rolling off of the bed but for some reason or another he didn't take you seriously. Anyway, tonight you were cuddled with his back against the wall and your front facing the curtain. As the night went by you slowly inched yourself closer to the edge of the bunk. As soon as Harry realized that you were no longer in his reach his eyes darted open just in time to hear a loud thud. "No..way.." He grumbled before leaning out the curtain and finding you sprawled out on the ground dead asleep. He chuckled before placing a hand over his mouth to keep quiet as he crawled out of the bunk and took a seat next to your sleeping body. He began to poke your cheek until you responded by slapping his hand away which only made him laugh harder. "Y/n." He whispered. "What?" You groaned, "It's not time to get up yet.." "Well hun, you're on the floor." His words made you open your eyes and analyze your surroundings. "Harold..why am I on the floor?" You question him, still lying face down on the floor. He replied with a chuckle. "Because you fell.." "mm..just let me sleep a little longer." You whined. "Ok, but at least get in bed." He complied. "I am in bed." You retorted. He quickly corrected you. "No babe, you're on the floor." You stretched a bit before climbing back into the bunk and curling in next to the wall. "Told you I'd roll off." You said harshly. He placed a kiss on your shoulder as the two of you began to fall back asleep.
---------------------------------LIAM:
Jet lag was hitting you hard. It was only 6pm and you were beyond tired. The boys were out and you decided to change into your pajamas and crawl into Liam's bunk. You smiled as you laid eyes on his semi-hidden puppy pillow pet. You grabbed it and held it close after realizing it smelled like him and within a matter of minutes you were fast asleep. When you woke up several hours later it was dark and everyone else on the bus had returned and fallen asleep. You frowned as you realized you'd literally slept the day away. You noticed that when you rolled over the puppy you'd been cuddling with was no longer in your arms and instead it was pressed against Liam's chest. You scoffed, realizing he'd stolen it from you and after a few minutes of uselessly trying to get back to sleep you gas up and decided that the only thing that could help was television. You rolled over again, placing an arm and a leg on the other side of him, basically straddling him without touching (a rather difficult maneuver). You brought your other leg to that side, followed by your other arm and hopped out of the bunk. You'd only taken one silent step before tripping over a piece of fabric and landing on the floor. Picking it up you squinted in attempt to see through the darkness. "Louis." You hissed, identifying it a his shirt. Luckily no one heard you as you tossed the shirt into Louis' bunk and sat down to watch t.v.
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One Direction Preferences
ספרות חובביםThis book is full of funny, cute and dirty One Direction preferences and short imagines. So if that's what you're looking for you came to the right place!