Chapter 3: Sleep.

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"Should I carry her upstairs?" I heard an Irish voice whisper.

"No, I got her." someone said.

"It's okay, I can." another voice said.

"I'm her brother. I can." another voice whispered. Zayn. I peeked my eye open and saw Zayn, Niall, Harry, and Louis al hovering above me. Liam was snoring on the loveseat. I opened my eyes.

"I can go up myself." I croaked. The guys looked at me. Niall, Harry, and Louis blushed.

"I need to figure out sleeping arrangements anyways." I said sitting up, and rubbing my eyes. I looked at the clock on the tv. It was 1am.

"I have 2 spare rooms. Um, Louis go withhhhhh Niall. Zayn with Liam. Harry....." I said.

Harry looked at me. "Hmmmm?" he asked seductively.

"How about Harry on this couch." Zayn interjected.

"Okay." I mumbled sleepily. "Goodnight everyone!" I called to the guys as they trudged upstairs.

"G'nite lass!" Niall called, winking.

"Goodnight little carrot cake!" Louis screamed.

"Sleep tight, Bri." Liam said smiling warmly.

"Nite sis, don't stay up too late." Zayn said.

"Goodnight Bri." Harry said. I stayed on the sofa. He sat next to me.

"I guess you're not getting up." he said.

"Ugh. I wanna sleep here." I mumbled laying my head on his shoulder. He started watching a tv show. I felt him place his lips softly on my forehead before I drifted into a dreamless slumber.

"Sleep well." he mumbled.

I felt myself being pulled up, what seemed like minuted later. I peeked at the clock and saw it was 4am.

"Ugh." a head of curly hair mumbled. Harry. He must've fell asleep with me and just woke up too. Harry slowly trudged up the stairs as I lay limply in his arms. I clung to his chest and he chuckled. He lay me softly on my bed and tucked me in. He walked to the doorway.

"Haaarrryy." I whispered sleepily.

"Yes, love?" he chuckled.

"Stay." I mumbled. I didn't see his face.

"What will Zayn say?" he said.

"Staaaaaaay." I repeated. He sighed and walked over. I felt his warm chest press against me. He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Goodnight sleepyhead." he mumbled.

"Sing." I whispered.

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