Niall:
You stared down at him with a smirk playing at your lips as another moan slipped through his lips. "Fuck (Y/N)..." He mumbled between a low groan. Biting down on your lower lip, you tried to hold in your laughter as his groans continued. "You like that Niall?" You chocked on your laughter as you whispered into his ear. "Ugh yeah (Y/N), keep going." He breathed. Not being able to take it much longer, you gave him a slight shove. "Babe, wake up. You're making too much noise." You smiled down at him as he slowly opens his eyes, staring up at you tiredly. "What?" He mumbled in a groggy voice. "You were," You cleared your throat. "Talking and moaning in your sleep Niall." You finished, biting down on your bottom lip as you watched a tired smile form on his lips. "Were we having sex?" You asked with a raised brow. He shook his head in response, a yawn slipping past. "Nah, you were giving me head." He grinned, allowing his eyes to shut once more.
Louis:
"I don't like her.." He mumbled lying beside you with his arm over his eyes. Peeking over at him, you sat up slightly in the bed. "Why'd I have to share a bed with him?" You grumbled as Louis continued to talk in his sleep. "Fine, I do like her a bit." He breathed turning over in the bed, now facing you. You stared down at his bare chest, a hint of colour traveling up to your cheeks as you let your eyes wander over him. "(Y/N)'s beautiful." He murmured only making your blush grow deeper. Inching closer to him, your eyes stayed trained on his lips as they moved slightly while he continued whispering. "I wonder what her lips feel like." He spoke softly with a little bit of dribble sliding down his face.
Liam:
"Don't touch her." Liam muttered taking your attention away from your book. "Please don't hurt her, she's all I've got left." He whimpered tossing around in the bed a bit. Placing your book beside you, you reached over and gently touched his face. Another whimper escaped his lips. "Li, wake up." You whispered as he turned in the bed once more. "Liam it's okay, it's only a dream." You breathed as he pried his eyes open and stared up at you with wide eyes. "You're okay?" He murmured, propping himself up with with elbows. "Of course I'm okay Li, you were just having a bad dream." You offered him a tiny smile.. "It just felt so real, love. They were trying to hurt you and I-I couldn't do anything." He grumbled, letting his head fall back onto his pillow. "You know I'd never let anything happen to you right?" He questioned letting out a small yawn as you nodded in response.
Zayn:
Making your way back into the room, you heard Zayn let out a groan. "You up Z?" You questioned with furrowed brows as you neared the bed, glancing down at him. You noticed that he was still asleep. "James, go to sleep." Zayn mumbled with his head buried in his pillow. "Shh.. don't cry. Daddy's here. Daddy's here." He mumbled, burying his head further into his pillow. You gently lowered yourself onto the bed with your hand brushing over your round belly. "Aw, Zayn.. Wake up." You smiled down at him, shaking him slightly. Turning toward you, he slowly blinked his eyes at you. "Huh?" "You were talking to the baby Z." You grinned at him. "The baby's not even here yet and who said that we were naming him James." You leaned over and kissed his cheek.
Harry:
"I love you..." He spoke under his breath. Prying your eyes off of the TV, you glanced over to him with furrowed eyebrows. "What?" You mumbled lifting your head off of the pillow "I know you do babe." He muttered, tattooed arms clutching his pillow tighter. "I won't let you go, don't worry." He whispered, a smile smile making its way onto his perfect sleeping lips. You began gnawing at your lower lip to hold back the smile as you reached for another pillow and throwing it at him, hitting him on the head. "Harry, you're talking in your sleep." You sent him a small smile as you watched him let out a loud yawn. "What'd I say baby?" "You know... stuff." You shrugged as you smiled cheekily. "Didn't mean to fall asleep." He let out another loud yawn, letting his feet hit the ground and stretching out a bit, his shirt rising as he did so.
