I wake up to snoring. I groaned and shifted so I could open my eyes. I see my brother and Justin. I rolled my eyes, of course. I flopped back down and yawned. I cuddle up to Justin. He instantly wrapped his arms around me and smiled.
"You awake?"
"No," he mumbled. "I don't want to wake up."
"Let's go back to sleep." He nodded his head and buried is face in the crook of my neck. I smile and hold onto him. After a few minutes, I fell asleep again.
"Ellie, I have to get home." My eyebrows furrowed, wondering who was talking to me then I remembered Justin was lying next to me. I frown. "Ellie, sweetie, I have to go," he repeated, kissing my forehead.
"No…"
"No?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.
"I don't want you to go."
"I have to," he said softly, crouching next to the bed. "El, I haven't been home in days. I don't think your brothers want to borrow me any more clothes." I nod and hug him. He squeezed me and kissed me softly before standing up. "Love you," he said quietly before leaving the room, making me sigh and roll over to see Elliott smiling at me.
"Hey."
"Morning," he murmured, rolling onto his back. "I'm still so tired."
"Me too."
He pulled me against his side. "I miss doing this," he told me quietly. I nod and cuddle up to him.
The bed dipped and Wes' grinning face entered my vision. "Morning losers. Breakfast is ready, mum said for you to get up."
"Too early." we both mutter, pulling the covers over our heads.
Wes laughed and hit roughly where our legs were. "You two are too scary alike sometimes," he told us.
"Ow!" we exclaim. I knew Wes was rolling his eyes at us. I groaned and sat up, glaring at my older brother.
"Jerk. I'm tired."
"And mum said she was going to come up soon..."
"So?"
He smirked and stood up. "Oh, no reason." I stick my tongue out at him and get comfortable.
Sometime after he left the room, our mum appeared in the doorway, her hand on her hip and a stern expression on her face. "Why are you still in bed?" she asked coolly.
"Tired."
"Get up." The tone of her voice left no room for argument. I sigh and get up. "You, too, Elliott. Don't act like I'm too stupid to know you're under the cover," she added when Elliott groaned and pulled the cover away.
"Mum," he pouts.
"Get up," she repeated, walking out the room. "And if I have to come back, I won't be happy." He groans but gets up. We both headed downstairs, groaning. We find seat and sit down. My mum gave us our food and sat down. I smiled at my brothers before digging in. Elliott and I finish at the same time, just before Robbie and Wes.
"Pigs," Robbie said, chuckling.
"Hey!" we exclaim.
He grinned and stood up. "I'm going to go out."
"With who?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.
"You'll find out later." he kisses my forehead.
I groaned and narrowed my eyes. "I hate it when you don't tell me."
"Ellie you'll find out later." I pouted and looked away. He sighs. "Want to come and talk to me while I get ready?" I nodded and jumped up, following behind him. I jump on his back and he carries up upstairs. "You're so lazy," he told me, dropping me backwards onto his bed.
