Sorry I haven't been active on this account as I want to with winter break ending and finally getting a job I haven't been able to update. But I'm back and hopefully I can update xx Macy
"It's getting worse," Liam says as he checks the weather channel for the tenth time today.
Louis rolls his eyes, "Liam, can we just turn off that damn thing for once? We already know it's coming, and it's the exact same shit they were feeding us an hour ago."
"No, it's not Louis, see look at the screen," Liam says pointing at the edge of the blob of white on the television screen, "that didn't stretch as far out as it did an hour ago."
The screen changes from the Doppler radar to one of the of the old grey haired weather man, apparently to talk about the storm yet again, the same one they had been talking about all week. "I think Louis' write babe, isn't this the same exact speech they gave us thirty minutes ago?" Harry points out as the weather man drowns on about the storm.
"No!" Liam glares, and turns his focus back onto the screen, you can see the little light bulb in his head go off as he realizes, that yes, this is the same speech, "fine, what do you want to do then hmm?"
"Cuddling is always nice," Louis smiles and plants himself in Liam's lap, and stealing the remote, "Ahh there we go, let's watch some cartoons."
"Zaynnnn," Niall whines, "come cuddle with me!" Zayn lets out a quiet giggle before making his way over to the sofa to squeeze in between Harry and Niall.
"It's so pretty," Harry notes, starring out the window as the light flurries dance in the moon light.
"It's not going to be pretty for long, soon it will be coming down hard enough to snow us in, the weather forecasters are saying that it could be a possible blizzard," Liam says trying to steal back the remote from Louis.
"Nope, it's mine now, and you are worrying to much about this storm, it might just stay like this," Louis teases, holding the remote out of Liam's reach.
"Boo, come on, I want to know right away if something happens!" Liam pouts, his arm stretching for the remote.
"Ah to slow, Hazza catch!" Louis grins and tosses the remote to his curly haired boyfriend.
"Opps!" Harry says as the remote slips from his hands.
"Mine!" Louis yells, jumping off Liam's lap and onto the remote, covering it with his body. Harry seizing the opportunity jumps off the coach and tickles Louis's sides.
Louis bursts into a fit of laughter, Niall cheers, "doggy pile!" Niall jumps onto Harry's back, before grabbing Liam's arm and pulling him down as well.
Zayn shakes his head, "I'm dating four idiots."
"Who was right? Who was right?" Liam glares as the snow starts to thicken and pile up outside their window, the following morning.
"Oh hush Liam," Louis snorts, "it still isn't that bad."
"I have to agree with Liam on this babe," Harry says starring out the window, "It's starting to look like a blizzard out there."
"What if we get snowed in?" Niall asks worriedly, cuddling further into Zayn's side.
"We have enough supplies to last us a few weeks Nialler, don't worry baby, everything will be just fine," Liam says, before placing a kiss on Niall's forehead, trying to comfort him.
