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NIALL
I instantly awaken after feeling something soft hit my face, then hear a giggling Harry.
Once my eyes adjust to the light, I see him and Liam laughing as Liam holds a pillow in his hand.
"What the hell?" I groan, stretching before I hop out of my bed and yawn.
"Wakey, wakey!" Harry says as he pokes my arm.
"I'm up, can't you see that?" I say, hitting his arm away as I shuffle toward the bathroom.
I wash my face, brush my teeth and fix my hair into a quiff. Then I exit the bathroom and head back into my room, not feeling much more awake then before.
"Aren't you gonna change?" Harry asks and I look down to see that I'm just wearing gym shorts. I think for a split second before making up my mind and shaking my head.
"I'm too tired." I say, yawning again.
"You got so much sleep though, mate." Liam laughs. "It's 11am."
I shrug my shoulders as I rub my eyes, leaning against the wall of my room.
After not seeing or hearing Louis, I look over at my bed, where him and I slept, but he wasn't in there.
I furrow my eyebrows and look back over at my other two friends. "Where's Louis?"
"Oh yeah, no clue." Harry shrugs as Liam sighs and agrees. "We just got up a few minutes ago too, so we never really looked for him."
I nod my head, then make my way towards the guest room since that's where the video games are, assuming he must be back there.
As I open the door, I see Louis playing a FIFA game on the tv. His hair is really messed up and he has bags under his eyes. He looks like he hasn't slept in forever.
When he looks up at me, he stops what he's doing and his eyes widen slightly. I laugh as I walk over towards the couch and jump onto it.
I lay down and rest my head on Louis's lap as I wrap my arms around his waist. "Cuddle?" I mumble, being extremely tired and knowing that Louis is the only one who ever wants to cuddle me.
"Uh, I-I-I'm playing FIFA, mate." He says and I could see him gulp nervously.
I let go of his waist, but remain laying my head on his lap and fake pout.
"You always cuddle me." I huff, crossing my arms. Louis shifts himself over a little bit so my head falls from his lap and onto the couch. "Meanie," I frown as I sit up and scoot further away from him.
Liam and Harry come in and wave at Louis, who just gives a weak smile, before sitting down next to us. Harry sits on the left side of me as Liam sits on the right side, in between Louis and I.
"Louis won't cuddle me." I pout, crossing my arms.
"He's just grumpy. Look at how tired he is." Harry says, chuckling for a brief moment.
