You’re best friends but have to sleep in the same bunk together while he's on tour (Part 2)
Zayn: You wake up to the familiar feeling of his body pressed to yours. Once again, he had crossed his side of the bed, but at this moment you were too tired to care. He had crossed your side of the bunk countless of times last night resulting in little to no sleep, so when he woke up all rested and relaxed, you groaned in frustration. “Mornin’, you sleep well?” He lets out a raspy chuckle, his stomach and chest still pressed up against your back. “No, but i can tell you did. You should be surprised that i didn’t just go and sleep on the couch.” You tease back now facing him. You watched as a slow smirk took over his sleepy expression. “I told you that i wasn’t making any promises remember?” He defends now sitting up so that his feet were touching the floor. He stretches out his back and lets out a tired sigh, “You’re just so cute when you’re sleeping, can’t seem to keep my distance.” He murmurs with a cheeky smirk before making his way over to the bathroom.
Liam: “Hope i didn’t move around too much.” You admit with a tired sigh and pull the blanket off of your upper body. Your eyes traveled over to a sleepy Liam laying right beside you, little space in between the two of you. He had crossed a couple of space boundaries last night, but in all honesty, it wasn’t like the two of you cared. So when you woke up all cuddled next to his side, you had to admit that it didn’t really bother you at all falling asleep with your best friend. He shakes his head and finally opens his eyes, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips once he realized that you were right next to him. “No, don’t worry i slept fine.” He reassures now looking over at you. You nod your head and sit up so that your back was pressed against the cold wall of the bunk, Liam doing the same. “Im gonna go to the kitchen and grab something to eat if you was come with me.” He offers with a smile and you nod your head climbing out of the bunk. “Ill meet you there.”
Niall: “Ill admit that it wasn’t as awkward as i expected the whole situation to be.” You confess as Niall begins to absentmindedly play with the tips of your hair. At first you were a little iffy over the thought of sharing a bunk with your best friend, but as time went on you kind of got over it. Niall seemed just fine with the idea too so you smile when he nods his head agreeing to your former statement. “I hope that i didn’t steal all of the blanket, were you comfortable enough?” He asks and you giggle at his sudden urge to know. “Yeah, but you’re not the most peaceful sleeper.” You tease and he just lets out a throaty chuckle. Pretty soon he was pulling back the curtain of the bunk allowing all sunlight to spill inside. He sat as the edge, face buried into his hands as he attempted to wake up a little. “Yeah should’ve warned you that I’m prone to moving around.” You smile over at him as he continues, “But you’re gonna have to get use to it since you’re staying for another week.”
Louis: “Louis, i hate to interrupt whatever you and Y/N are up to in there, but we have to get going, lad. We’ve got a show.” Liam’s voice finally steps in waking the two of you up from a peaceful sleep. He groans in exhaustion and pulls the blanket up over the two of you causing you to shift your body when you realized it had been pressed against his this entire time. Normally when you were asleep, you were bound to get cold so thats probably what triggered you to absentmindedly snuggle your body into his own. “Just ignore him,” He pauses to burry his face into the pile of pillows behind him, “He’s unbearably annoying.” You giggle when he lets out a sudden yawn and finally brings himself to sit up. “You’re going to be late.” You murmur and he nods his head up and down. “I know I’m getting up now.” He reassures stretching out his lower back and pretty soon his eyes were traveling down to your almost asleep again figure. “You’re coming to the show with me. Get your arse up.”
Harry: He lets out a shaky sigh bringing you to open up your eyes. It must’ve been about nine in the morning, neither of you two wanting to get up and go be active for his day off but he had to go and rehearse at the arena he was playing at tomorrow. Suddenly his fingertips trace down to your back, his thumb starting to rub soft circles into the skin that your tank top exposed. You smiled at his sudden action and lifted your head up from where it once laid on top of his chest. “G’moring.” His raspy voice suddenly murmurs out, his eyes failing to open up. You take in a deep breath and stretch out your body. “Morning.” You mumble back and start to lift your body up from his, but that failed when his hand goes to grip around your wrist, pulling you back onto the bunk with him. “You have to get up and go rehearse remember?” You remind and he just shakes his head and grumbles to himself. “Ill get up in five minutes. Its cold and i need you to stay here with me and keep me warm.”