This Love is Ours [n.h]

[6] Slumber Party

Nicole Switzherbert

   Big comforters laid across the living room floor, a sea of pillows sitting messily everywhere I look at. I have changed into my most comfortable sleeping attire early and so did they. Anne has a matching pyjama while I wore lose sweatpants and a Miami Heat jersey like printed tank.

   Everybody is busy preparing for the 'slumber party' they want to have. All of them has something to do and I'm just here resting thy arse on the couch, watching them put everything into place.

   "I can't wait to eat." say Niall, pouring chips in a large bowl. On my part, I can't wait to sleep. I feel so stressed and tired from getting mobbed awhile ago.

  All the body impact has put a shock in me and I feel tired even if I'm just laying down right here. Don't mention the sting on my shoulders. Niall has already put betadine on it but it still burns. Some parts of the wounds are deep and it still stung like acid pouring on me.

   "Anne, can I just sleep beside you?" Zayn asked politely as he slouched down the couch next to me. "Sure!" Anne replied, shouting from the kitchen. A smile I think was imprinted on her face, just by the tone of her voice.

   "I was first." Harry muttered complaining low, dropping the soda cans an inch tall on the coffee table making them panic. Too afraid bubbles to form in the can and spurt out sticky soda later when they pop it open. "Stop being so childish Harry." Liam hissed, pushing Harry's butt using his knees. "Here!" he pulled Harry to stand on his feet and pick pillows up the floor.

   "I sleep beside Zayn," Liam dropped a pillow. "-Anne you sleep between Zayn and Harry," drops another pillow to mark their places.  "-Louis between Harry and Nicole and Niall obviously here." He dropped pillows on our places. One of my permanent sleeping pillows, the ones I can't sleep without with, was on Louis spot. Hope he doesn't sleep on it.

   "I wanna be on the sides." too weak to speak, tired to even form words I just raised my hand to call their attention. Niall then butted in holding a huge bowl and stuffing the chips inside his mouth. "Then I'll sleep between you and Louis." he mumbled through. 

   Completely it was fine with me — Niall's comment, but I know they would tease me so I remained silent.

   "Uh-oh!" Harry playfully covered his lips with his hand. He would start it any moment soon. "Niall and Nicky sleeping by the sides," There you go. But wow they're really calling me Nicky now huh.

   "K-i-s-s-i-n-g," He started to tease, singing it a little while dancing. Well, more like a thrust of in and out. Pretending to happy happy someone who's currently on fours for him. Goosebumps for me. Butterflies for Anne. Just look at her mouth gaping for him. Her drooling over him is getting a little bit obvious.

   "Excuse me?" I scoffed, crossing my arms under my chest while my right brow cocked up. As much as I don't want to move, I stood up not breaking the eye contact with Harry as I made my way to Anne... to close her mouth. Like really. I'm serious about her getting so caught up by Harry, even only the little things he does.

   Anne shook startled when I touched her jaw, lifting it close. "Sorry." she whisperrd, her cheeks showing a bright tint of red. I nodded.

   I turned back to Harry, glaring, and asking him the same question I did awhile ago with the same tone, with the same intonation.

   He just smiled, now caught staring at Anne now. "Nah!" he shook his head, turning to look at me. "Im just messing with you." he laughed, ruffling my skull-tight pony-tailed hair.

   "Is that still complete?" Louis bellowed pointing a box of deck of cards sitting by the bookshelf.

   A simple solitaire did the night. But unluckily to the one who lose, he gets to choose between truth or consequence which happens to be the consequence of losing.