Inseparable

I wake up with a bitter taste in my mouth and the sun hits my eyelids harshly. I sit up but am immediately pulled back down by Harry's long arm that's still wrapped around my waist. He tries to pull me closer to his chest but I manage to slip out of his grip and crawl out of the bed silently without waking him up. He stirs before rolling on his stomach and falling back asleep with a loud snore.

I shake my head and let out a small laugh then heading into the bathroom. I don't bother to look at my appearance in the mirror because I know it'll be bad, instead taking my hair out of a bun and let it flow down my back, brushing it quickly and making sure to get every last tangle. Once I'm done, I turn off the light and walk through the room and downstairs.

Even from up here I can hear the distant echoes of the boys playing around downstairs. I peek around the corner and see that they occupy the whole living room, playing the Xbox. I step out into the clear and scurry towards the kitchen before anyone can stop me.

I open the fridge and take out a bottle of water, twisting the cap and leaning against the counter watching them battle each other. Louis gets frustrated and throws his controller down on the floor when he doesn't win. He then gets shoved to the ground by Niall who must have beat him and it becomes a wrestling match.

"Look who's up," Liam says behind me and I spin around and give him a warm smile. He takes a water out of the fridge and stands beside me, both of us watching them.

"Where's Harry?" He asks, his eyes still on the boys.

"He's still asleep." I answer and he nods.

We stand their in silence for a few seconds before I decide to speak up.

"So is there any One Direction stuff going on today?"

He lets out a sigh of relief and shakes his head. "No, thankfully. We're just going to hang out around here."

"Wanna join?" He adds, turning to look at me in the eye.

"Sure," I smile and he returns the favor.

I feel someone's arms wrap around my hips and rest their head on my shoulder.

"Morning." Harry whispers huskily in my ear, making my stomach knot up in strange ways. I love his morning voice.

"I'm going to go before something happens that I don't want to see." Liam dismisses us and joins the boys in the living room.

Harry laughs and kisses my cheek, followed by a trail of them down my neck. I smile and lay my head in his neck as he continues his sweet torture.

"Oi, loverbirds!" Louis' loud voice blares from the living room. Not a second later the kitchen is filled by all the boys.

"Shit," Harry mumbles and breaks away from me. We stand their awkward, under their hard gazes.

"What are you all staring at?" Harry snaps at them and they throw their hands up in defensive.

Zayn, ignoring our question, steps forward and says, "Were going for lunch. Want to tag along?"

"We'll find something here." Harry states and stares at them waiting for their reaction.

"Alright mate, just try not to do it on the furniture." Zayn winks and that sparks laughter from all of them except Harry and I who are giving them rude looks.

They take the hint that we don't want them around and disappear out the door. Harry faces me and puts his forehead to mine.

"They're dicks." He grins and leans close for a kiss. I push upward and the minute we connect, he pulls away and walks further into the kitchen.

That fucker.

Unamused, I follow after him and sit at the bar stool. Harry works around and takes out a pot.

"You want breakfast or lunch?" He asks with his back turned to me.

"Lunch," I reply and he grabs a box of macaroni.

"What if I don't like macaroni?" I challenge.

"Well then you're out of your mind." He says and gives me a devious smile. I roll my eyes and walk into the living room, plop down on the couch and grab the TV remote. I scroll through the channels until Harry walks in and hands me a bowl of mac and cheese. He has one of his own, and sits down beside me.

I eat in silence as he settles on some soccer game. The blue team scores a goal.

After I'm finished, I put the macaroni on the table in front of me and snuggle into Harry's side.

"What are we going to do today?" I ask quietly.

"I don't know about you but I'm doing this." He turns his head and crashes his lips into mine. I move my lips against his and his tongue tries to pry into mine. We battle for dominance before he wins and I let him explore my mouth as I twist his curls between my fingers. He pushes me back and falls on top of me, entwining our legs together. His lips leave my mouth and reconnect to my neck.

The door bursts open and the sound of eight feet walk in. They stop and only then do I realize that they're standing over me.

I throw Harry off my body, ashamed, and sit up straight. Harry turns, his face enraged, and asks them why they came back so early.

"Well we didn't want to leave you two here alone so we ordered a pizza and brought it back." Niall responds and smiles widely.

Louis jumps over the couch and lands in between us. I can feel Harry shift as Louis kicks his shoes off and lays across our laps, his feet on mine.

"You have three seconds to get your fucking body off of me." Harry snarls and Louis doesn't move, he just gets more comfortable. I slip out from under him and walk into the kitchen as Harry berates him for his stupidity.

"Want some pizza, Lana?" Zayn offers.

"No thanks." I politely decline their offer and jump on the counter, grabbing a can of Pepsi.

Harry walks in a few short minutes later and pecks my lips. "Let's go upstairs."

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