Louis POV
I woke to the sound of noisy boys snoring, but they are my boys and I'm so overjoyed they are here.
My eyes blinked open to the lovely sound as I turned my head.
A sleepy kitten I call Harry was sleeping next to me. His chocolate brown locks pecked at his delicate skinned forehead. His eyes were closed shut as his lashes casted shadows on his fair skin. Harry's eyebrows knitted together, like he was trying to figure something out in his dreamland.
I sighed before turning to my other side to see a puppy dog faced Liam. Niall was cuddle up against Liam's chest as Liam's arms wrapped around him, protecting him.
I wanted to get up, walk around a bit, but if I did so I would awaken all the cuddling animals around me. So I laid on the king sized mattress and thought about the past week.
On Monday we started our first day of school. Our 7th grade is split into two teams to make it easier to organize. The teams are called Sea and Sky. I'm on Sky with Niall. Sadly, we got separated from Liam and Harry being that they are on Sea. Thankfully, we have the same lunch period. Niall and I have math and English together, meanwhile Harry and Liam have all their classes together. Everything is going great, well, as well as I know.
Yesterday we started Holiday break, meaning that Christmas is coming. As in coming, I mean it's tomorrow. That also means today is a special day for me as well.
My thoughts got interrupted by a small boney finger poking my temple. I cringed at the rude awakening and turned to see who it was.
A wide eyed Harry was staring at me.
"Morning Haz" I hummed, my morning voice kicking in.
"Morning Birthday boy." He smiled, his voice cracking.
"Shut up." I laughed, lifting my hand to knock in my the forehead.
"Hey!" He frowned, lifted his hand to knock me in the forehead too but ended with me grabbing his wrist before he could do so.
"No hitting the birthday boy." I laughed at his blushing cheeks.
We stayed like that for few minutes that felt like forever, arguing about stupid little things then forgiving each other.
Eventually, all the boys woke up.
They wished me a happy birthday and we all ended up in the bathroom, getting ready for our day.
I wore a red cotton thin shirt that had a white box in the middle. I matched it with a pair of navy blue jeans that have the bottom ankles rolled up. I'll admit, everything was a bit lose on me. They could be more lose though compared to my short, stubby, fat looking, self. My stomach was large. Everything on me was large. If I changed my clothes the boys would notice and get worried. All I can do is beg that we weren't going out in public today.
We scurried downstairs to the cold marble hallway where the front entrance was.
To the left of us was my living room area where we would watch tv if we had time in our busy schedules.
Harry and I shared the love seat while Niall and Liam cuddled on a one seat comforter.
The boys explored their phones, getting multiple texts meanwhile I got none. Sighing, I decided to scroll through my Twitter feed. Absolutely nothing. Nada. Zip. Zero. None.
Two phones buzzed in sync while I sighed.
"Am I not getting texts in our group chat or something?" I finally let out, unexpectedly.
"What no! I- we- are texting different people. Right?" Harry spat out quickly.
"Eh- yeah I'm texting Robby." Niall let out.
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Fanfictionex·tin·guish verb; put an end to; annihilate. The world has its obstacles and so do the people living in it. (Used to be "The Boy Who Was On Fire)
