Chapter 12

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CHAPTER 12-

HELL'S P.O.V-

Louis swears that he heard moans coming from Drew and Liam's room last night. If he tells Niall that, then something isn't going to be pretty anymore, namely Liam's face. And I thought these walls were soundproof? Hu, guess not to the Sass Master's ears.

"Come on Lou, don’t tell Niall." I rolled my eyes.

"You're just saying that because you don’t want Drew to get in trouble." He crossed his arms.

"No, because what if one of the lads told your sisters what we did?" I smirked as his face went red.

"Fine, just this once." He grumbled.

"Thanks Louis, now for food." I mentioned and stood and stretched.

DREW'S P.O.V-

I rolled over with my eyes still closed. An arm was wrapped around my waist and holding me tightly against something warm. I opened my eyes to slits and found myself staring at Liam's chest. I made to move away when memories came flooding back. Smiling I scooted closer instead and nuzzled my head under his chin.

"Someone's happy." His raspy morning voice turned me on.

"Yeah, but I don’t want to get up." I sighed.

"I don’t want you to either." He chuckled and pulled me even closer.

"Liam, I've got to get dressed though." I sighed.

"No you don’t, we can have room service brought here." He shrugged.

"What about Niall coming in?" I bit my thumb nail nervously.

"Then we take what happens." He shrugged.

I giggled and kissed his chest and he kissed my forehead. It was funny, both of us were silent and enjoying the feeling of being in each other's arms when it hit me.

"Holy shit, I just did what your fans dream about doing with you." I sat up and covered my mouth.

Liam chuckled and rolled onto his back. I rubbed my arms from the sudden chill and hopped out of bed. I pulled on white shorts with galaxy printing on it and a black crop top with knee high converse. I shook my hair and let it fall, without brushing it. Liam got out of bed and pulled on some boxers and wrapped his arms around behind me.

"You don’t have to cover up you know." He pressed his lips to my neck.

His hands roamed up my stomach and brushed my bra line.

"You call this covered up?" I laughed and ran my hands through his hair behind me.

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