"Are we home yet?" Harry moaned as he stretched, mumbling a bit. I turned around and looked at him for a second.
"Still got another day and a half Harry." I laughed. Everyone had taken a nap, still tired from yesterday. My best guess was that they were tired after drinking. (Pussies)
It was about 9:00 now and I was probably going to stop at the next motel we passed so everyone could eat dinner and get to sleep. Of course, they probably wouldn't be sleeping tonight because they napped all day.
"You guys still all nap after you go to the bar." Madeline laughs a bit.
"I like to think of it as a ritual." My husband chuckles along with her. She laughs again and smiles at us brightly. I have a feeling she's beginning to like the story a bit more.
"You getting tired?" Harry's voice croaked a bit. Anyone could easily guess that he had just woken up just by the way his voice rumbled. I turned and looked at him, noticing his messy hair and the way he slouched with his arms crossed.
"Just a bit." I turned into the parking lot of the motel.
"Do you want me to drive tomorrow?" he offered. I slammed the brakes a bit too hard, jerking the van as I stopped.
I turned around and stared at him in an annoyed manner. "I'm a big girl, I can drive."
"Calm down Sierra Mist. It was just an offer." he seethed at my reply and I hmphed back into my seat.
I ran everyone out of the van and we all made our way into another crappy hotel room. This time though, there was a cot that someone could sleep in all alone- aka me.
It was going to be far better than the bathtub and sharing the van. It was definitely not a bed, but it was something I could bear sleep on.
"So Liam's going to take the cot, Louis and Harry you've got that bed and Sierra you've got the other." Niall directed us all. "Zayn and I are taking the floor, yeah?"
"Yeah mate."
"I'm fine with the cot." I rolled my eyes.
"Just take the bed, don't argue." he spat at me. "We slept all day it's not like we're getting much tonight."
I gritted my teeth together and sighed in defeat. I mumbled a fine and placed my stuff on the bed.
Zayn began convincing the boys to go down to the pub a few blocks away so they could have some fun for the night. They went into the hallway and I locked the door so I could change and sleep.
The door clicked open as I looked for some pajamas. Zayn walked in and stared at me as I stood in only my bra and laced panties.
"You know what?" he pursed his lips to the side and nodded once.
"You should knock first?"
"And miss things like this?"
"Cute." I rolled my eyes and went back to find some clothes.
"Please put this on and nothing else." He threw me his misfits t-shirt. "Unless you have some thigh high socks."
"Do I get to learn all your fetishes tonight?" I teased him with a wink. He smirked and rose his eyebrows at me.
I didn't actually have thigh highs, but I did have knee highs. They were striped in black at the top and I was sure by the way Zayn watched me slip them on, he was more than a bit aroused.
"Let's smoke a bowl." He shook his head and grabbed the pipe.
2 hours and a roomful of giggles later, I sat with my back against the headboard and my legs spread across the bed.
Zayn was laying next to my legs, fingering my socks and running his hands over my knees and such. We probably shouldn't have smoked in there because the entire room smelled like it right now.
"When you're not bitching, I quite enjoy you." He complimented me.
"And I guess when you're not injecting, snorting or taking tablets, you're somewhat better. Better than with your little fucking gang of dweebs."
"Right, right." He rolled his eyes and chuckled lowly. "I just don't agree with you though."
"On what? I have a lot of opinions you know." I reminded him, snorting at his comment.
"Liam being the most attractive."
I coughed back a laugh and shook my head at the boy. "Have you seen his arms?" I scoffed, "I mean, I'm just saying I'd be begging on my hands and knees for him."
It was Zayn's turn to scoff at me. He rolled over onto his stomach and propped himself up to sit next to me.
"Trust me, you couldn't get Payne to put those arms to work. He simply isn't man enough." I could see his ego grow out of his skull as he spoke of Liam.
"Alright then big boy," I faced him and grabbed his jaw on each side with my thumb and index fingers. "Do you want to stick your tongue out and wag your tail too?"
"Huh?" he mumbled.
"Might as well sit and beg instead of just going for it." I shrugged at him and let go of his mouth harshly. He knew exactly what I meant. And he knew I was right too.
He turned my head to face his and instantly began nipping long, sloppy kisses on my lips. I straddled my legs over his and sat on his thighs.
He lifted me by my thighs and brought my body as close to his as possible.
"If you guys had sex can you not give me details?" Madeline practically screeched.
"Duh." I laugh sincerely. She rolls her eyes. It was only obvious that I'm not going to actually tell her about the time I fucked Zayn while wearing only socks and his t-shirt.
