Anonymous| lrh

20| "I can't loose her."

Falling asleep half sitting up was the worst decision I have ever made.

I woke up with Luke's head still in my lap and someone obnoxiously poking my cheek. I was almost scared to open my eyes due to the complete mess that was bound to cover the home.

"Good morning," Ashton grinned sitting back once saw my eyes flutter open.

I cracked my stiff neck and examined the thrashed room, just as I expected, from the party the night prior. It was a total mess, definitely as bad as the last party if not worse. The red cups that used to be stacked nicely on the counter tops were now spread across the room, and I'm assuming the rest of the house.

I looked back over at Ash and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, "what time is it?"

"10:30!" He chirped. "I figured I'd wake you up because you looked kind of uncomfortable."

Ashton wasn't wrong, I don't know how I even fell asleep in this position in the first place. I looked down at Luke in total envy; even though he was dead asleep he just looked so content. His head in my lap which I'm assuming is pretty comfortable considering the amount of squish my thighs have and he had the whole length of couch to himself. Asshole.

"Thank you," I smiled. "Where's Calum and Michael?"

Ashton rolled his hazel eyes at the question, "well last night I had to basically drag Michael up the stairs to his bed and he kept saying his stupid superhero shit. Calum I think passed out in the middle of the entryway."

"Sounds about right," I nodded. I don't expect anything less from any of the boys. I'm pretty sure their life motto is 'go big or go home.'

"Should we wake up sleeping beauty?" He gestured to the sound asleep Luke in my lap.

I turned my head to the side, momentarily admiring Luke's features as he slept; the boy has fantastic skin, I need to ask him what face wash he uses because wow. "Yep."

"Alright then," Ash stood up. "I'll go wake up Calum and Michael then."

I felt bad for waking up Luke, he looked so peaceful but Ashton and I weren't cleaning up the house on our own so my sympathy quickly diminished, "Luke, Lucas, Lukie pookie."

I shook his shoulder a few times until he finally started to stir awake, his blue eyes fluttered open to quickly meet mine, "good morning."

His voice was husky and much deeper than normal due to him waking up only seconds ago, I couldn't help but smiling at the sound of it, "I'm sorry I woke you up but we have to start picking up the house."

"It's okay," He grinned, sitting up. Luke's head turned every which way, taking in the extreme mess that the house was covered in before turning back to look at me, "holy shit."

I pursed my lips and nodded, it looked like someone came and turned the house upside down, it was that bad.

"Alright mates," Ashton reentered the room, clapping his large hands together with Calum following not far behind him; looking like a complete mess. "Let's get cleaning."

"Hold on goddamn," Calum said rubbing his head. "Let me get water first, and some aspirin my head is killing me."

"You're looking good, Cal," Luke smirked sarcastically, extending his arm across the length of the couch behind me.

With a swift raise of his middle finger he stumbled into the kitchen, kicking a cup in the process.

"Where's Michael?" I asked, my question quickly being answered when Michael's loud voice sounded down the stairs.