The Exchange

Chapter 28

"Who's night is it?" Zayn askS, stretching his arm over my head and resting it half on my shoulders, half on the back of the loveseat.

"How does the system go again?" Harry asks, flipping through the t.v channels after cleaning up from dinner.

"It should be going Harry, Zayn, myself, Liam and then Louis at the end." Niall reminds us.

"Yeah and I did last night." Liam says, texting someone on his phone.

"So that means it's Louis night." Harry says,.

My stomach flips with excitment. Louis. The mention of his name in this context just makes me all happy and giddy.

The boys made a specific schedule for sleeping on my matress, with me. It began right away, starting off with Harry. We talked about random stuff for much of the night as our eyes dropped. He held me in his comforting arms as my breathing became even. It helped alot to have him with me.

The next night Zayn volunteered. His arms are probably the strongest and safest out of everyones. He held me in them and I could hear his steady heart beat as he whispered sweet nothings and comforting melodies in my ear with his deep and cozy voice.

Niall didn't even ask the night after. Just jumped in next to me.

"You don't mind do you Love?" He asked, giving me a wink and making me smile. He joked alot while his arms surrounded me from behind. His jokes fluttered into my ear and I swear I fell asleep still giggling and hearing his voice call me Maple Baby.

When with Liam I fell asleep as the small spoon. Sleeping with Liam worried me because he has a girlfriend too but he whispered reassurance in my ear all night until I could finally relax in his arms.

"It's okay. Just don't think about that. I'm here for you." Over and over again until my shoulders relaxed in his arms and I fell into a deep slumber.

All my nights with the boys were special. They were sweet and similar to how I feel with Louis. None were better than the other. They made me feel safe and protected in their arms. I enjoyed being with all of them but something just made me want Louis. We have that special bond thing that he described. It's wonderful being with the other boys but just not the same.

Louis was added into the schedule so it was "Fair" and he wasn't "left out" but I feel like there is something else to that.

Louis nods at the mention of his name. He looked away from the boys who are very interested in the football game on TV and his eyes land on me. I try not to show my joy. I tried to look away. Heaven knows I tried but it's so hard, and just as he was looking away I noticed him wink at me. I melt inside. I love it when guys wink. I love it when he winks.

I sit on the couch watching the minutes tick down. Occasionally we get up, stretch, walk around. The minutes tick by and then the hours until I feel my eyes closing and I can finally announce I'm done for the night.

"Is it ten already?" I fake surprise under Zayns arm. "I have school. I'm going to bed." I announce getting up from the loveseat. "Good-night"

"Night." They chorous.

"See ya." Someone says as I stride from the room and lightly open my bedroom door, leaving it wide open and welcoming for them to come in.

I change into my pyjamas, brush my teeth, and comb my hair, getting ready for bed. I know the boys won't join me for at least another hour so I take my time laying out my uniform and making sure my school bag is in order. I jump under the covers at about 10:30 and look up at the faint stars through my window. My mind easily wanders off and daydreams. Tretourous daydreams I like to call them. Day dreams where I don't know if they're dreams or nightmares. Daydreams I shouldn't be enjoying but I enjoy them anyways. A mix between a horrible dream and a beautiful nightmare. I can't stop the beautifully horrendous scenes from playing in my head. The only thing that pauses them is when Louis reaches over and closes my blind.