The Third Wheel

'you've been a very bad girl today, Lena'

A giggle escaped from her innocent lips, 'how bad, Mr. Styles?'

'very bad' he replied, his voice filled with lust.

A groan escaped Liam's lips as he tried to block out the sex noise that his roommate are making. He tried putting a pillow over his head but somehow it only makes it more louder, "just shut up, already" he mumbled.

The last thing he needed is to hear his best friend having sex with the girl he likes. He rolled himself too many times just to find a good sleeping position but his mind was too distracted with the sound of "Oh God!" coming from the thin wall next to him.

And he was sure that Harry wasn't that religious to be saying those words repeatedly. He pushed the duvet and throw it over the other side of the bed, he had given up on sleeping twenty minutes ago so he decided to just turn the tele volume as high as possible to hopefully block it out.

So much for a first night back from tour.

He sighed and jump up from his bed and look around the stack of his DVD to find some good movie, but luck hasn't been on his side since the morning and all he found was scary shit that probably keeps him more awake than Harry and Lena.

The sound lasted for a good two hours and he begin to wonder how can people keep it up for so long but quickly shudder when he realizes it was Harry that he was talking about, of course he can last that long. He spent his time playing checkers on his phone, replying to fans, and even calling his American friends just to put his mind elsewhere. When no more sound coming out from the wall he finally relaxes and rest his tired eyes, "Goodnight, Liam." Liam said to himself like every other night.

He just wish that someday, someone (preferably Lena) will be the one who tells him goodnight instead of himself.