"Psst," I heard someone whisper from a distance. I ignored it, snuggling more into my pillow, sighing at it's warmth.
"Sam wake up," Someone whispered, causing my eyes to flutter open only to come face to face with a chest. Not just any chest, Harry's. My eyes widened at out close proximity. We were sprawled out on the sofa facing each other, his arms wrapped securely around my waist, keeping me from falling off. Which would have been bad considering Niall was sound asleep just below up on the ground with a bag of chips beside him. Or crisps as they like to call them out here.
"Sam," The voice whispered but this time I was able to make out who it was, Eleanor. I struggled agaisnt Harry's grip, blushing as he just tightened it, pulling me closer to him. Finally, after a few moments I was able to pry his fingers from me, just enough so that I could turn to face the rest of the room rather than his rock hard chest.
My eyes settled on Eleanor as Harry's grip around me tightened once more, pulling me toward him until my back was pressed to his front. His face nuzzling into my neck. He mumbled some incoherent sentence before falling silent once more, his grip never loosening. I couldn't help the blush on my cheeks and the shiver that ran down my spine as his soft breaths hit the exposed skin of my neck, his curls tickling my face.
"Sam," Eleanor repeated, in a more harsh whisper grasping my attention. My head shot her direction once more, this time taking him her position. She and Louis were lying on the floor, Louis' head on her chest as he wrapped her in his grasp. I smiled at the two of them, noticing how Eleanor was running her hands through his hair.
"What?" I whispered back not wanting to wake the many sleeping bodies around us. I assume we all fell asleep last night after watching one of our many movies. We went from watching Insidious (thanks to the lads), Finding Nemo (Niall's pick), and finally Perks of Being a Wallflower. We had started Toy story which I soon learned was Liam's favorite movie but I guess we all knocked out before it really began. It was quite funny actually, how everyone at school thinks of them as these bad ass kids when in reality they enjoy eating McDonalds and watching movies like Finding Nemo and Toy Story.
"I can't sleep," She notified, ceasing the movement of running her fingers through Louis' hair. Which I think he noticed, seeing as his grip on her tightened, him nuzzling his head into her more until she continued the motion, rolling her eyes down at him playfully.
"So you wake me up?" I groaned, rubbing my eyes that were heavy with sleep, "What do you want me to do? Snuggle you while feeding you warm milk?" I joked.
"Let's go out," Eleanor replied, keeping her voice low enough that she didn't awaken the sleeping Louis on her.
"Due to all the sleeping bodies lying around my living room, I'm going to have to say no," I replied, laughing lightly while gesturing around the room at all the others, who were sleeping peacefully. Niall was on the floor below us, his hand still placed in that bag of chips from earlier. One the other couch was Zayn, Perrie and Liam. Perrie had her head leaned against Zayn's shoulder while he placed his on top of hers, Liam occupying his other one. It was actually a pretty adorable seen, if I might say so.
I wonder if my parents ever came home? And if they did, what did they think seeing all these bodies lying around on their floor? And there daughter tangled up in some guy's arms?
"I don't mean all of us Sam," She muttered, rolling her eyes at me. I raised my eyebrows as she continued, "We never got to have a girls night, so why don't we wake up Perrie and the three of us go out for a bit," She added, nodding her head towards the couch Perrie and the boys occupied.
"She's asleep Eleanor," I informed, not wanting to wake her up.
Eleanor rolled her eyes, taking a pillow and chucking it at Perrie. Perrie's eyes fluttered open as the pillow came in contact with her shoulder, luckily and somehow surprisingly, not waking Zayn.
