Playing the part.

The Question

"Damn it just take the picture!" Someone whisper yelled from what seemed pretty close to me.

"I took like fifty."

"What the fuck Adam?"

"It's not like I meant to. Your camera is shit and weird as hell."

"Shut up You're gonna wake them!" A voice that was obviously Jesse said into the conversation.

"Well maybe if there weren't probably six people yelling at each other in my room that wouldn't happen would it?" I hissed, still refusing to open my eyes in being much to comfortable. "Now get out, all of you. Theater doesn't open until 10, I will sleep until 930 and because Jesse is still here means it's before 8 so leave me alone." I felt something vibrate under me as a low chuckle sounded from right above my head.

"Fine you grumpy son of a bitch." Drew huffed. "And by the way there's only five, Harry's still asleep." After a minute of hushed footsteps the door shut.

"Your friends are weird." I groaned and turned to my side, is he really saying my friends are weird? Seriously? Has he even met the five boys he lives with most of the time? What about the others back in Doncaster, and he's telling me my friends are weird.

"Have you met any of your friends?" He looked at me as if thinking about something before he chuckled to himself. I gave him a look as he scooted down the bed a little and turned on his side so that we would be face to face.

"I guess you're right." He sighed, I don't know what it was about the look on his face but it made me laugh. "Why are you laughing at me?" his lips pouted slightly making me Shake my head and roll to the edge of the bed so that I could get up.

"No," He whined, making pretty damn close to grabby hands at me. "Come back." I stared at him in shock because of his sudden whiney little kid tone. He is seriously puppy dog facing me. "Please?" I was going to say no and go take a shower, but he's getting good at the puppy dog face and I've got at least an hour and a half before we have to leave.

"Okay." I mumbled climbing back into bed and pulling the covers over me. Once again he almost instantly pulled me into his chest, arms wrapping protectively around me. "Are you okay?" He'd been acting different since last night after he gotten a phone call. When my question went unanswered I snuggled closer into him, entwining our fingers in the process.

Louis P.O.V

It shouldn't bother me should it? She basically said it, so it doesn't matter. But it does, she didn't actually say she loves you. I have to ask her anyways, if she says no... I don't know.

God what the hell is wrong with me? It's just Christmas! Just ask her to come with you, it's not that big of a deal. If she says no that's okay, the girls would be upset, so would you, but that's okay. You just got her back, can't expect her to come home with you hardly a week later can you? no.

"Lou?"