I woke up to the sound of hushed voices.
"shh your going to wake them!" I heard as Louis giggled. yep you heard me. He giggled.
"oh cmon lou, they're both heavy sleepers. you could let off a fire cracker and neither of them would wake up." yet who they didn't know was that I was in fact awake. I groaned and rolled over 'pretending' to move in my sleep. This worried the boys a little..
"oh crap, now you've done it zayn." ah niall...yet I stayed in my unmoving position. They all let out a sigh as lou whined.
"Damn it. Now we can't take the picture. she moved!"
"improvise man."
"but it doesn't work now." I swear Louis would be pouting right about now. I heard movement then the sound of a camera.
"awh how cute! I want a better one." only Louis. I felt Harry move from behind me, as I was no longer facing him. I felt him stretch as he spoke.
"what are you doing?" I heard him say in his deep morning voice. I heard quick shuffling as the boys were obviously trying to hide their previous behaviours.
"oh nothing-"
"we were just admiring the couch-"
"you had something on your face-"
"I could of sworn you farted-" all the boys said at once and that's when I couldn't take it anymore. I opened my eyes and burst out laughing. This causing me to fall off the couch and land on the floor in front of the boys. they were all looking at me as if I had 3 heads. I stopped laughing then.
"yes?" I asked innocently.
"you were awake!" zayn yelled as Harry looked on at us in utter confusion as he got up.
"so what if I was? very manly giggle by the way lou. I bet it gets you all the boys." he was nodding his head in approval until he caught onto what I said..
"hey!" we all laughed and I headed up to Harrys room to get dressed for the day.
Once i was dressed i headed back downstairs to find all the boys in the living room playing video games. niall was stuffing his face, as usual, zayn on his phone and the others competing on the play station. I then went to sit on the beanbag in front of the couch.
"what are you doing all the way over there?" I turned around to see Harry pouting. I laughed and turned to face the TV again. soon I felt someone lifting me up. I turned my head again to see Harry taking me to the couch. I looked up at him once he sat me on his lap and pouted.
"What?"
"Maybe I wanted to sit alone." Then there was a chorus of "oooo's". At that I laughed and it was Harrys turn to pout at me.
"Bully." He sulked dramatically. Again I laughed at him. After that we all continued to lounge around for the day. Once it was time for dinner we all felt quite lazy, so we ordered pizza and lounged about a bit more. At almost 10 pm I fell asleep on the couch half laying on Harry and half laying on niall. Quite comfortable fyi.
I felt Harry lift me up and carry me to bed, he was about to go back downstairs, but I grabbed his hand.
"Cuddle with me please." He gave me a smirk, stripped down to his boxers and got into bed, pulling me to him. At this point I was no longer tired and we stayed up talking for hours. About anything and everything. We even got on the topic of kids.
"How many kids to you plan on having when your older?" It came up in my mind and I didn't think it would hurt to ask.
"I'd be happy with as many as my girlfriend or wife at the time would want, as long it's not like 4 or more. I don't think I could handle more that. I don't fancy driving a mini can either. So keep that in mind.." that caused me to burst out laughing and he let out a chuckle also.
"Who said I was going to marry you?" I asked Harry teasingly. He looked down at me in mock hurt and pouted once again tonight.
"Are you saying I'm not husband material?" I raised my eyebrows at him then stroked his chest.
"You'll do." I winked at him.
"Anyway your girlfriend or wife would be cruel to give herself the pain of pushing so many kids out. 3 is a good number. Enough to fit in a car, but not enough to need a bigger one. Plus, who said the norm was to have 2 kids? Stuff that. Have 10 if you really want." Harry then looked at me like I was crazy.
"3 kids is probably perfect. But fuck, if you want 10 kids you can get out my bed right now." He said the last part jokingly, but I knew what he meant. Anyone would be crazy to want such a large amount of kids.
After that conversation we sort of just drifted into silence and right before i was about to fall asleep my phone started ringing. I looked at the time on the clock...2 am, fuck who rings at this time?
I looked at the caller ID, dad...what the hell. They don't care about me. Clearly. He's ringing me at 2 frigging am.
"Who the hell is calling you at this hour?" Harry asked as if he had only just fallen asleep and woke up.
"My dad..." I said as I answered it. That's when Harry pulled me closer and held me tighter.
"What the hell are you calling me for at this hour?" I seethed.
"That's no way to talk to your father. Oh and you should be happy to know your mother had the baby. It's a girl." I rolled my eyes at this.
"And why do you feel the need to tell me? You wanted nothing to do with me, as I do with you, so why should I care about your baby? If you can't even care for your kid when she's grown, how are you going to raise another baby? Your two are pathetic. I feel sorry for the baby you two brought into this world. She's going to end up hating you both like I do cause you'll treat her like shit too. Fuck you." I hung up and turned off my phone.
"So she had the baby..."
"Yep..."
"Named it?"
"I didn't ask and he didn't say...I mean...I don't get it. How can they practically forget about me and hate me for no apparent reason, then bring a baby into the world. Like what kind of life is she going to have? I'd feel sorry for her if she gets a life like me. I mean, I know it's not her fault, so I'm not going to hate her. After all she's now my sister. Regardless. I just refuse to be a part of my parents lives after what they've done. They can take a long walk off a short pier. I'm done with them. I know I've said it a million times, but they just keep popping up every so often and I can't take it anymore." I sighed and tightened my grip on Harry. At this point, I felt all my insecurities hit me at once.
"it'll be okay, I'm here, the boys are here. You have my family and maybe one day once your sister is old enough you can build a relationship that doesn't involve your parents. Do what you feel is right, I'll stand by you 100 percent."
"Thankyou Harry, I love you."
"I love you too beautiful." And in that moment, with Harrys arms wrapped around me, I finally felt whole. I knew everything was going to be okay, and with that thought, I drifted to sleep.
In the morning I woke up to Harrys arms still wrapped tightly around me and another body behind me. I turned slightly to see Louis. I was confused at that, but I'd ask him about it later and soon after waking up I drifted back to sleep.
