After an emotional half-hour, the boys are chilling with me on the ground in my room. My head's in Louis' lap, Harry's playing with my hair, Niall's holding my hand, Zayn's playing a game of cards with me, and Liam's finding riddles on his phone because I told them I love them.

"Okay, next one...." Liam announces. "What is as big as you, yet doesn't weigh anything?"
I flip over to face Liam, thinking hard. What's as big as you, yet doesn't weigh anything? As big as me.... Yet weighs nothing.... "A shadow! But shadows aren't normally as big as the person who's casting them."

"True." Liam says. "Another?"

I nod, setting down a 5 of hearts.

"The person who makes it has no need for it. The person who purchases it does not use it. The person who does use it does not know he or she is. What is it?"

I snort, I've known this one since I was 4. "A coffin."

"You can hold it without using your hands or arms. What is it?" Liam retorts, trying to find a riddle I don't know the answer to.

"Your breathe." My response is as quick as the question.

Liam throws his hands up in the air in defeat. "I'm done! I can't win!"

"Okay, let's go have some fun!" Harry says, finishing up the braid he was making. I feel my hair. Wow, he did a better braid than I did before coming downstairs.

"What? I thought we were having fun?" I ask, stretching quickly. "Whoops...."

"OW!" Louis yells. The other four boys look over, with the same puzzled expression. "Ow ow ow ow! Oh ho ho oh that really hurt!"

"What did you do?" Niall asks, giving me a funny look.

I look around nervously before answering. "I might have... accidentally... hit him in the balls...."
Niall bursts out laughing and I can't help but smile. Niall winks at me, making me blush and look away. Harry grins evilly.

"I saw what you did there, you cheeky little leprechaun!" Harry tackles Niall. I shriek because all I see is a Harry butt in my face as they fall on top of me.

"Get off me!" I manage to yell from under the two idiots. Harry pushes Niall off of himself.

"Sorry, Abbey...." Niall says as he helps me up. I huff, and go to the bathroom.

"You shouldn't be the one apologizing! That's Harry's job." I respond when I come out. Harry tells me he didn't mean for his butt to be in my face, nonetheless falling on me. I roll my eyes. "Sure you are."

"I am!" He exclaims, crossing his arms defensively.

I walk over to him and pat him on the shoulder. "It's called 'sarcasm', Styles."

Notes

ARGH I HAVE TO DO HOMEWORK
WELL WHATEVER
I will probably post more later, hope you have a wonderful day my lovely pickles.