Shadow

Chapter 31

"Morning," Vivian yawned, pouring coffee into her mug. 

"Good morning," I chirped back.

"You sound... energetic, got enough sleep?"

I nodded, smiling, and took a seat onto the stool in front of the kitchen island.

"Are the guys awake yet?" I asked, recalling that they were probably still here, "Is Fraser still here?"

"No, and no," Vivian shook her head, "I'm going to make breakfast, you should wake them up."

"Alright," I sighed, pushing myself off the stool, and trudging towards the marble staircase.

After travelling upstairs, I walked into my room first, where Zayn, Brent and Josh still were. I giggled at the way the boys were sleeping.

Josh was snoring loudly, his mouth wide-open and his hand resting on top of Brent's head. Brent was sleeping surprisingly gracefully, his hands resting on top of his stomach, and his legs straight. Zayn was sleeping in a foetal position, his hair falling over his eyes.

I smiled at how peaceful they looked together, given the fact that ninety per cent of the day, Josh and Zayn are quarrelling about one thing or another.

I padded towards Josh, who was sleeping closest to the door and gently tapped him on the shoulder.

"Josh," I whispered, pushing lightly at his shoulder.

"Five more minutes..." He stirred.

"Wake up," I urged.

"Good luck getting me to," He snapped, slapping my arm, his eyes still closed.

I furrowed my brows, then snapped my fingers at the sudden idea that popped into my head.

"Challenge accepted," I smirked, walking away from him.

I trudged towards the bathroom, careful not to wake Brent or Zayn. What I was about to do would wake them up anyway.

I grabbed the glass I kept in my bathroom and filled it with water, laughing quietly at how evil I was. I sneaked back around the bed to where Josh was sleeping and tapped him again on the shoulder.

"I'm giving you a final chance, Josh," I grinned.

"Yeah, yeah..." He said lazily, brushing my hand off his shoulder, his eyes still closed.

I smirked and poured the freezing water over the poor boy's head.

"Fuck!" He yelled, his eyes snapped open as he jumped out of bed.

"Whoops," I shrugged, "Didn't see you there."

"What happened?" Brent and Zayn said simultaneously, rubbing their eyes in sleep.

I giggled, "Three birds with one stone."

Josh grunted and pushed past me, running into the bathroom. Zayn and Brent laughed at Josh's irritation.

"He doesn't like waking up early," Zayn explained.

"I can see," I smiled, "I'm going to get ready, I'll see you downstairs."

The guys quietly walked out of the room and downstairs, and within seconds I could hear them conversing quietly with Vivian.

I walked into my closet and closed the door behind me, sighing at the mess inside. My thoughts drifted back to drunk Aidan last night, he was more sociable than I'd ever seen him and I was almost starting to like that side of him.

That is until he decided to shut me out last minute.

Aidan and I had arrived home at 4 this morning. We were both tired, so without another word to one another, we went to our own respective rooms and decided to get as much sleep as we could. I wasn't sure what he would be like this morning, but I wasn't going to risk my dignity just so I could find out.