Toss. Turn. Repeat.
It had been 2 hours, two long, horrible hours of just that for Liam. Actually, it had been a good two nights of that.
Ever since management had decided that he and Zayn would sleep in separate rooms while they were at hotels, as to not stimulate any young minds. (they had come out, but you know what I mean.) But, Liam was not really doing well with it. Without a body cuddled up next to his as the larger spoon (zayn's taller by a bit), he had no luck falling into any type of sleep at all. Maybe he was just psyching himself out, but he really didn't see going to Zayn's room as a choice, he had to go. He couldn't live off of no energy at all, so, he decided to get up and try.
Liam ripped off his covers in haste and picked up the closest pair of sweatpants on the floor, pulling them on and chucking on a low cut white tank top. He threw his blanket from home over his shoulders and grabbed his phone before leaving his hotel room, key card shoved in his pocket.
Very quietly, nearly tip toeing, Liam crept down the hall to where he knew Zayn and Harry were sleeping for the night. Very gently, he stepped up to the door and knocked, sucking in a deep breath of air. He waited a few moments, hearing a groan and some rustling inside the room before listening to clumsy steps make their way to the door and fling it open.
Liam was a bit surprised as he was met at the door with a bed headed, sleepy, and shirtless Harry in only his boxers. It didn't so much as help that Harry didn't look happy.
"What do you need Liam?" Harry sighed, obviously frustrated as he leaned against the door frame.
"Um I-I just wanted to-um see if I could sleep with Zayn bec-" Harry cut him off before he could finish his sentence.
"Liam! This is rediculous! Louis and I have slept in separate rooms forever, what makes it so different for you?! Zayn is fine here without you so just suck it up!" Harry whisper shouted at Liam. The older lad hung his head and stepped back a bit a little frightened.
"Well-its just I-"
"Go back to bed Liam." Harry ordered and just about slammed the door in Liam's face. Almost immediately following Harry's actions, Liam burst into a fit of sobs. He just needed sleep and Harry was making him feel all kinds of guilty now. Clumsily, Liam ran back down the hall to his room, slotting in the key card and pushing the door open, closing it harder than he should have behind him.
He let sobs rack his body as he deposited his card and phone on the small side table and stripped down to his briefs, sliding into the hotel with his blanket from home in his arms. He hoped and prayed that he could get a little rest.
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It was 5 in the morning when Liam called it quits, angrily pushing himself from the uncomfortable bed and going into the bathroom to take a shower.
He had gotten a little more than fifteen minutes of a light sleep a three in the morning, but other than that, he had endured the night laying by himself willing it to be a decent hour soon.
It was 5 and the van to their early morning signing was scheduled to leave at 6:15, so Liam decided it wasn't worth it to try and sleep anymore.
In the bathroom, Liam turned on a hot shower and shucked his briefs, hoping the hot water would help soothe him.
It didn't.
After its torture, Liam got dressed and strolled down to the lobby, getting a bite to eat at the small cafeteria and sitting himself at a table alone.
He had just sat down with seconds from the breakfast buffet when Zayn and Niall plopped down next to him, arms loaded with food.
"Mornin' Liam!" Niall cheered first, stuffing his face with breakfast pizza already.
