Harry's POV
I woke up and felt someone laying on top of me. I frowned, but then realized it was Louis and smiled. I looked around the room and saw the rest of the boys crashed all over the floor. I looked and saw Niall laying on top of Liam, who was asleep on the couch. What? Then I remembered what happened last night. We had had a boys night in, played truth or dare, and gotten Liam and Niall together. By 'we' I meant Louis and I. Yep, we were just that awesome. I shifted slightly, trying not to wake Louis, but failed miserably.
"Morning love," he smiled.
"Morning Lou," I said.
He turned and faced me. I leaned down and pressed a rough kiss to his lips, seeing as we were so rudely interrupted the day before. Louis returned the kiss, full of passion, and licked my lips eagerly. I chuckled softly, but allowed his tongue to explore my mouth. We went on like that for awhile. Our hands exploring each others bodies, eventually taking off one another's shirts. I was beginning to unbutton Louis' pants when I heard a loud cough. Shit! I forgot the boys we here. We pulled apart, blushing furiously, and looked up to see Liam and Niall.
"Enjoying yourselves?" Liam asked, eyebrow raised.
"Erm, sorry guys," I muttered, "I sorta forgot you were here."
"Me too," Louis mumbled.
"We kind of figured that," Niall laughed.
"It's not like we haven't seen you two kiss," I said.
"True," Liam smiled, "but you haven't had the pleasure of seeing us undress one another or having a full blown make out session."
"Sorry," I sighed.
Of course, seeing as we were both shirtless and with our trousers unbuttoned, Zayn had to wake up.
"Morning gu- why are you two half naked!?" He exclaimed, "I mean I know Harry likes to do that shit, but Louis. Explain now!"
"Let's just say you, very narrowly, missed a Stylinson make out session," Liam smiled.
Zayn's face screwed up in disgust, "you mean you two were going to- in the middle of the living room? With us here?"
"What can we say mate," Louis laughed, "we sort of got caught up in the moment."
"I'm scarred for life," Zayn muttered.
"At least you didn't see them undressing each other," Niall pointed out.
"Yeah," Zayn said, "but you two are gay, or bisexual, and it's not like you aren't going to do that eventually. As for me I'm straight so, not that I'm homophobic, it's a bit weirder for me."
I looked over at Niall and Liam, who were now blushing furiously, and laughed. I didn't want to know what they were picturing. I imagined it was probably the two of them making out or even going further. Oh great now I am picturing it. I groaned loudly and all eyes turned on me.
"What's wrong Haz?" Louis asked.
"Just imagining Liam and Niall doing what we just got caught doing," I mumbled.
If it were possible Niall and Liam blushed even further. I laughed at their faces, but frowned looking at Louis. He was rubbing his lower abdomen and his face was contorted in pain. I instantly began thinking the worst. What if he was dying? What if he had some form of cancer? What if-
"Are you okay mate?" I heard Liam ask.
"Yeah, what's wrong love?" I asked, worriedly.
"It's nothing," he sighed, "I've been having pain like this on and off for the last couple months. It usually only lasts about a week and a half. It's nothing to worry about."
