Forbidden Love (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3

Louis' POV

"You do the harlem shake."

"NIALL!" I shouted, shooting up so fast that my head hit the top bunk. I groaned and opened my eyes, stretching my hands above my head.

"Sorry!" Came Niall's voice from above. Every night Niall forgets to change the song for the alarm and so every morning its Harlem Shake. I absolutely can't take techno music in the morning. I felt someone stir beside me and I looked down, seeing Harry frowning in his sleep and muttering words.

Awwww.

I checked my phone, 7.00 a.m.

As much as I hate to do it...

"Harry... Wake up. Harry. Harry. Harry! Wake up!!!! It's 8.00! We're late."I lied.

"W-What?" Harry's deep voice questioned and without opening his eyes, patted the bed with his hand.

"Oww.." I groaned as his hand slapped my thigh.

He muttered an apology and gave up searching for whatever he was searching for and put his head in my lap. I froze as his hands went around one of my legs.

This felt so good. I twirled a strand of his curls and tugged slightly.

"Shhh...keep quite." Liam's tired voice issued a warning. Oh shit. Liam was going to check his phone.

He always had a habit of doing it.

"Aghhhhh!!!!!" I heard him scream and dropped from his top bunk. I winced as I heard him groaning. Zayn made a sound of discomfort and probably went back to sleep.

"WE ARE LATE!!! ITS 7 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING AND WE HAVEN'T-"

"Liam! We aren't late. Cool down. Today is Saturday remember? Management told us to take the day off." Zayn said, rolling over to face us.

Huh. Even I forgot.

Liam's cheeks were tinted pink and apologized for freaking out.

Zayn smirked as he saw us and I blushed. Sometimes I swear he can read minds.

It was really comfortable and I wanted to freeze this moment in a picture.

Hmm... That sounds pretty catchy.

Wish I could freeze this moment in a picture frame...

No too... long. Strike picture.

Wish I could freeze this moment in a frame and umm stay like this?

Yeah.

I'll put this day back on replay and keep umm replaying it?

No. Hmm. Reliving!

Wish I could freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this.

I'll put this day back on replay and keep reliving it.

I grabbed a notepad, careful not to move Harry and wrote it down.

I smiled and gazed at Harry's closed eyes and messy curls and my heart gave a little flip

Dang it.