Emily's Point Of View
What I woke up to the next morning was the best sight in the world.
Louis and I fell asleep on the recliner, me cuddled into his chest. He smelled sweet like cinnamon, which was refreshing. His face was centimeters from mine, light snores escaping from his kissable mouth. His arm was draped behind my back preventing me from rolling off.
I could get use to waking up like that; curled up in his arms, his chest against mine. It was so warm and cozy, I didn't want to get up.
But my bladder was about to explode, so unfortunately, I had to ruin the moment.
I carefully and slowly slid off the recliner. Louis stirred a little but didn't wake up. Sighing of relief, I went to the bathroom. I was still wearing Louis' sweatshirt from the night before and a pair of sweat pants with my hair pulled messily into a bun atop my head.
Walking back out into the family room, I stopped and looked on the couch. I didn't even see the two when I woke up.
Harry lay on his back with one of his arms behind his head for support, the other was wrapped tightly around Annabel.
I have seen them sleep in the same bed together, but never have they slept so...intimate?
She was laying on her stomach on top of him, or maybe more to his side. Her head was resting on his chest right below his chin. Their legs were tangled together, and it was the cutest sight in the world.
I knew Annabel was head over heels for Harry, and I knew she'd greatly appreciate if I took a snap shot of this moment.
So I did.
Annabel's Point Of View
"Should we wake them?" a faint voice whispered.
I stirred a little from my deep sleep, but was still too tired to comprehend what was going on or to even open my eyes for that matter.
The smell of cologne and fresh clothes filled my nostrils, causing me to wonder what I was sleeping on. It wasn't flat, but it was quite comfy.
"No, no. Let them sleep. They're so cute." a female voice squeaked.
"I wonder if they did anything," a male voice spoke up with chuckles following, and that's when it finally snapped in my head. The memories from the night before flooded my mind and my eyes shot open.
Everyone, and by everyone I mean Emily, Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall, were all staring straight at me. I looked up to see Harry still fast asleep right under me. Holy hell.
"Hey sleepyhead," Louis cooed.
"Sleep well?" Niall replied back. I could feel my face getting hot. I tried to sit up, but leaned a little too hard on Harry's stomach.
He jumped and groaned causing me to literally roll off of him onto the floor with a loud thump.
"Fuck," I hissed rubbing the back of my head. Everyone bursted into laughter as I just layed there.
"Shit. Are you okay Annabel?" Harry said leaning over. His eyes were still tired and he had that rough morning voice.
Sexy.
"I'm fine," I replied not looking at him, but getting a little help from Niall as he pulled me up.
I escaped the awkward situation and went to the bathroom embarrassed.
When I came back out, everyone was now sitting the the kitchen. "Better?" Louis smirked and I felt redness rush through my cheeks. Harry coughed and rubbed the back of his neck.
