Chapter eight ~ Sleepover & Kisses.
They drove to Marcel's second home; the one he bought to let his Harry-friends come over and to keep his real home as none-Harry as possible. As a pre-caution for paps he went to Harry's house. They got inside, changed their clothes into some loose shirts and joggers and fell on the couch. There they put on a movie, Grease (don't judge, it's a good movie), and shared the two giant bowls of popcorn.
Louis and Marcel sat on the couch, covered with some blankets, while Liam and Zayn decided to sit on the fluffy mat in front of the couch surrounded by pillows and a few blankets as well.
Somewhere in the first hour of the movie, Louis elbowed Marcel.
"Look how cute they look!" He pointed at Zayn and Liam, who were cuddling, Liam resting his head on Zayn's shoulder while Zayn had an arm around Liam's torso.
Around half an hour further in the movie, Louis noticed Marcel was trembling under the blankets. With a sudden burst of confidence, he shuffled closer to Marcel and hugged him to keep him warm. Marcel relaxed in his arms, and after around ten more minutes, fell asleep in Louis' arms. Louis noticed how Marcel curled in a little ball when he sleeps, and hugged him a little tighter.
The movie was over, and they were all very tired. Zayn, who slept here before, knew where all the spare blankets and pillows are and grabbed them to make a giant bed made out of dozens of pillows and blankets. Louis and Zayn moved carefully to not wake Marcel and Liam, and moved them on the pillows. They shut off the light and climbed under the blankets.
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The next morning, Liam woke up feeling he was being watched. He opened his eyes and squeeked. Zayn was watching him right in front of his face. Close to his face. Like really close. Like 'we're-cuddling -and-I'm-staring-at-your-face'-close. Zayn just looked at him thinking about how cute that squeek was!!! Liam noticed Zayn's look on his face but misinterpreted it, thinking Zayn was trying not to laugh at him. He blushed and hid his face, but Zayn hooked two fingers under his chin and lifted his head.
"You know, Marcel and Louis had their kiss yesterday, let's make it a tie," he spoke with his morning voice. Liam thought he couldn't become any redder but his skin betrayed him by turning to a tomato-colored blush, spreading from his neck to his cheekbones. Zayn began to lean in and Liam just decided to pauze his mind and thoughts, and just go with it. Their lips met and Zayn slowly brought his hand to the crook of Liam's neck. Zayn was the first to break the kiss. He smiled at Liam before getting up and walking to the kitchen.
"Shouldn't we ask Marcel if we're permitted to use the kitchen?" Liam asks while following Zayn. The latter shakes his head.
"Nah, I come here all the time when we want to get away from the busy city or the paps. Or the fans." Liam looked a bit offended with the last part so Zayn quickly continued.
"I mean love them, Marcel loves them, but sometimes they can overwhelm you when you just want some quiet time alone or just relax. We want nothing more than thank the fans and show them our gratitude and spend time with them but sometimes it is all just too much to handle."
"So we can use the kitchen?" Zayn humms as an agreement and grabs some pans he than grabbed some eggs, a clump of cheese, some ham and bread. The inside of the slice of bread was being cut out amd put aside. Zayn broke an egg and poured it into the square peice of bread-crust. As the egg was being baked, he layed some slices of ham and cheese on top of it and finished it with the original inside of the beadslice. Zayn then flipped the whole thing around and began making a second. And a third. And a fourth. Liam was being asked to wake up Louis and Marcel. The trio came back into the kitchen and sat down at the table.
"Gentlemen and gentlemen, I now present to you..... the egg-tosti!"
After they'd finished eating, Marcel and Louis went upstairs to change their clothing into something more suitable for the daylight. When they arrived in Marcel's room though, Louis pushed Marcel against the wall and hungrily kissed him. A moan slipped past Marcel's mouth and hands were roaming around on both sides. Marcel broke the kiss when he began to feel a little light-headed.
"I think we should continue this downstairs," Marcel said.
"But what about Liam and Zayn?"
"They shared a little kiss when they thought I was asleep. I fell asleep again afterwards but that's not the point. The point is that Zayn and Liam feel the same way or at least something similar to each other as we do."
They did as they said and sat downstairs watching a movie untill someone came bursting through the door.
Who can it be??? I'm sorry, I just wrote this because I had to update something and I quite like this new route the story has taken. I didn't expect any of this to happen in the story-line, I just go with the flow. And now I am writing this while watching Thor: the dark world and even though I have seen the movie like a bazillion times I still love it.
~ Michelle.
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