I was very comfortable right now and didn't like being woken up. If they'd just go away then I could go back to sleep and life would be great.

"Should we wake them?"

"I'm not. He'll get mad."

"She will too. She likes her sleep." Ahh yes. Tess knows me well.

"Should we go without them?"

"I guess."

"They're just so cute! I could watch them all day!"

"LOUIS! That's creepy!"

"I think they'd like being together alone better than coming with us."

"They're so cute!"

"We know, Louis."

"Come on! Let's just go!"

I heard shuffling of feet and a door slamming before it was quiet again. I moved a bit and then froze. I was most definitely not on a bed. I was lying on a couch and my pillow was breathing.

"They're very loud, aren't they?" Harry asked sleepily, startling me. I kept my eyes shut and didn't move my head from Harry's chest.

"Yes. I'm tired." I mumbled.

"Then go back to sleep, love." I felt his arm wrap around my waist.

I tired falling asleep again, but it was pretty much impossible knowing that Harry was currently my pillow. We were both laying on a couch which meant that I had be half on top of him, otherwise one of us would fall off. 

I could tell from his even breathing that he had fallen asleep again. I laid there and listen to his heart beat until finally drifting off again.

I woke up sometime later and yawned. I looked up and peeked at Harry to see him staring at me. He grinned.

"Morning!" He chirped.

"Morning. Have you been watching me sleep?" I asked.

"Uhh. Yeah..." He mumbled, his cheeks turning red. That was the cutest thing ever!

"Why? You could have woken me up! You must be so uncomfortable!"

"You're cute when you sleep. And I was actually very comfy. You're a good blanket." He smiled.

"And you're a good pillow!" I laughed and rested my head on his chest again. "So where did everyone go?" 

"Liam texted me and said they had gone out for the day. They went to the movies and out for lunch and shopping. He told me we could meet them somewhere if we wanted to..." He trailed off, unsure.

"And what did you say?" I wondered.

"Uhh, that we didn't want to... But if you want to, we still can!" I laughed at his urgent tone.

"No, I prefer staying here." With you. I looked up at him; he was grinning. "Let's go make some breakfast. I'm hungry."

I sat up and stretched, much to his amusement.

"You look like a cat." He laughed.

I got up and smacked his arm. "Shut up!"

"Help me up." He whined. I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously? After calling me a cat?"

"I didn't call you a cat. I said you looked like one while you were stretching." He grinned cheekily. "Besides, I loooove cats." He held out his hand to me and I took it, only to be pulled down on top of him again. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me like I was a huge teddy bear. 

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