Fight for You

chapter 15

I awoke the next morning from a kick in my back. I grumble and looked over to see Eleanor sprawled out across most of the bed with her foot pressing up against my back. I glanced at the time to see it was only 4.30 in the morning. Grumbling I rolled over and tried to go back asleep only to receive another kick shortly followed by a harder one. I sighed and slowly got out of bed before heading down to Louis' room. I walked in to see him and Harry spooning. Trying not to giggle too loud I walked over and pushed Louis put of the bed.

"Umph, what was that for?" he asked turning to glare at me.

"You girlfriend is abusive. You go sleep with her." I grumbled as I crawled on top of his bed and under the blankets. I heard him mumble a few things before shutting the door behind him. I smiled slightly to myself and rolled over to go to sleep. Just before I could slip into a peaceful sleep two warm arms circled themselves around my waist and pulled me back so Harry was now spooning me. I tried to wiggle away but Harry only tightened his arms around me and nuzzled his face into my hair. I sighed before closing my eyes and trying to go back to sleep.

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It was still too early when I heard a voice talking above me. I grumbled and rolled over to bury my head into the hard thing lying beside me. The thing shifted before pulling me closer. The voices suddenly got louder which only succeeding in me swatting at the air around me trying to shut them up. This was greeted with a laugh. Sighing I opened my eyes to glance up at a smiling Liam.

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"What?" I demanded from him with a glare. He raised his arms up defensively.

"Harry needs to get up, we have more interviews this morning." I grumbled again and glanced up to look at Harry sleeping peacefully.

"I'll wake him up," I sighed as Liam raised his eyebrow at me before leaving the room. "Not in the way you pervert!" I called after him. I tried to sit up but Harry's arms were too tight around my waist, as I tried to push against him to break his hold they only got tighter, if that was possible. I was now being crushed right against Harry's bare chest.

"Harry, Harry, Harry!" I started to say poking his cheek, he only shifted slightly and mumbled some things in his sleep. "Harry!" I whined as I tried to push myself free again. I got an idea, I slowly lent forward closely towards his face and then I flicked him across the nose. His face suddenly screwed up and his eyes snapped open. His hands instantly shot to his face to rub his reddening nose. I laughed and sat up to stretch my arms above my head.

"That was mean." He grumbled before rolling over and burying his head back in the pillow.

"You need to get up," I said poking him in the back. He poked me in the side without lifting his head. Unfortunately for me I'm a very ticklish person, so his one poke made me jump a mile and cringe slightly to the side. He lifted his head to look at me curiously before poking my side again resulting in the same reaction.

"Stop it," I said sternly about to crawl out of bed. I was suddenly yanked back onto my back and Harry hovered over top of me.

"Are you ticklish?" he asked with an evil grin plastered across his face.

"No." I tried to say convincingly, which only resulted in his grin to go wider before his hands instantly went to my waist and started to tickle me. I screamed instantly as he ran his hands up and down the sides of me tickling. I couldn't even tell him to stop as I was out of breath from the laughter and tears started to fall from my eyes. Suddenly the door banged open and Harry stopped and turned to look. I glanced around him to see everyone standing looking at us curiously. I glanced at Harry to see him straddling me with his arms resting on my bare waist as his jumper, that I was wearing, had ridden up while I was squirming.