All Yours (Liam Centric Boyxboy)

Monday: Louis

MONDAY:

"Leeyum... Leeyum." Louis purred in Liam's ear, trying to lull the sleeping boy away from his dreams. Liam moves his head and snuggles further into the pillow not wanting to begin the day just yet, especially if it's Louis trying to wake him up. Usually Liam is the early bird of the five bedroom house, but not this morning, and it was all Harry's fault. But Louis wasn't having any of it. He climbes up onto Liam's bed, straddles Liam's half-sleeping body and rolls him onto his back. Liam tiredly opens his eyes and Louis gives him a wide grin. For a twenty-two year old, he has the mentality of a five year old boy. "Come on Liam! IT'S TIME TO GET UP LAZY BONES!!" Liam cringes back into the pillows as Louis screams at the top of his voice. It's way too early to deal with this shit. 

"Piss off Lou." Liam mumbles and tries to roll back over and go to sleep again. Just ten more minutes of sleep would do, and maybe a day of rest to himself. He loves these boys more than anything but enough is enough and he just wants to sleep in for once. Was that too much to ask for?

"Come on Leeyum babe," Louis purred. "Harry's cooked you some breakfast." Liam sighs and opens his eyes again at the mention of Harry and breakfast. Harry always does this; cooks breakfast the morning after in a sort of apology (or a thank you he isn't quite sure), and expects everything to be okay. Once Louis is satisfied that Liam will get up, he moves off the bed and walks over to the door. Before walking out he turns and looks to Liam with a cheeky smirk on his face. "Oh, and Liam? Today's Monday." Liam's eyes widen and Louis laughs loudly as he struts away from the room. Great, Liam thinks. Today is his day, and I'm not ready for that yet. Liam sits up and pushes the doona off his half naked body and swings his feet onto the carpeted floor. As he stands up, his body twinges in protest, particularly his lower half and he remembers last night. Harry leaning over his body, his alcoholic breath swirling in Liam's face as he pushes in until he bottoms out. Liam shivers at the memory and the painful sting with every step not helping at all. 

Liam hobbles down the hallway and the lads wolfwhistle as he enters the kitchen. Liam rolls his eyes and watches as Harry turns and smiles shyly when he see Liam; a stark contrast to last night. Harry moves towards Liam and engulfs him in a warm but bone crushing hug and when Harry pulls away, he has a look of sincere concern on his face. "Are you okay?" Harry murmers. Liam nods and shows a pain-filled-smile which hardly convinces Harry at all, but it is brushed off as he guides Liam to a chair at the dining room table. Liam winces as his bum touches the chair - it's a bit sensitive at the momement - and the other boys chuckle. Harry shoots them a glare and continues to cook the breakfast. 

"So Liam, have fun last night?" Zayn asks smirking and mischievously wiggling his eye brows in a suggestive manor. Liam looked down at the table blushing profusely and of course they heard what happened last night, the whole bloody neighbour hood probably did as well! 

"Oh come off it Zayn." Harry's annoyed voice cut in. "You can't tell me that you wouldn't have done it either." Zayn just smirked back at Harry until he turned around with a huff, and winked at Liam. Liam gulped and searched for something else to focus his gaze on but all he got were longing looks and a smirk. It's times like these that Liam wishes they could all just go back to being best friends instead of the arrangement that they have going on now, but he wouldn't change it for the world. He smiles as Harry brings over a plate filled with sausages, bacon, eggs and a hash brown. Harry stands to the side and watches like a nervous kitten as Liam takes a bite; waiting for praise and hoping not for disappointment. Liam smiles up at Harry and that's all the confirmation he needs, so he kisses Liam on the temple and moves to plate everyone else up some too.