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Abigail's POV

I woke up still super tired. I barely got any sleep last night because someone was doing the dirty. I mentally gagged.

I went downstairs tripping on the last step. I fell on my butt and sighed.

"Ow." I said plainly.

I went to the fridge and grabbed milk.

I grabbed a bowl and some Frosted Flakes.

When I was done I grabbed my food and sat on the couch.

I decided to check Instagram since I haven't been on that lately.

I heard footsteps coming downstairs and saw a tired Michael.

"Hey abs." He said, rubbing his eyes.

He tripped a bit and I giggled.

He walked to the couch and laid his head on my lap.

I pet his hair and continued to scroll through Instagram.

I looked down to see Michael seeping. I laughed a bit.

I rested my arm around his torso.

I turned on the tv and decided to watch whatever was on.

I had no idea what this show was so I just went back on my phone.

I snapchatted a few people back and scrolled through people's stories.

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When Michael woke up it was around 1 in he afternoon. I can't believe everyone was still sleeping.

I decided to go wake up everyone.

I walked into Ashton's room and jumped on his bed.

"Ashton!!! Wake uppppp!!" I screamed.

He shot awake and said,

"What?! What?! Where's the fire?!"

I bursted out laughing and fell off the bed accidentally.

"Guess who's laughing now!" He said in between laughing fits.

I chuckled quietly to myself and walked to Emma's room.

I walked in to see them fully dressed and awake. Emma had hat hair wet so I assumed that she took a shower.

Well I would hope so after last nights events.

Ya nashtays

I walked out and walked to Calum's room.

I saw him sleeping soundly.

I smiled.

I walked in and kissed his head gently.

"Cal, wake up." I whispered.

"Mmm, goodmorning abs." He said and smiled.

He pulled me into the bed with his and we snuggled for a bit.

"Cal, you need to get up." I whispered.

"Okay." He mumbled. He got up slowly and walked to his bathroom.

I heard a shower turn on and I walked out of the room.

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