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#39 Sleepless Nights

#39 Sleepless Nights


Harry:
When you can't sleep, he'll groggily turn onto his side and ask what's wrong. When you tell him you can't sleep, he'll tiredly raise an arm, beckoning you towards him. You'll lie down and his arm will drape over your waist, pulling you closer to him. Harry will press lazy kisses into your hair and stroke his fingers up and down your arms, giving you goose bumps. But it relaxes you enough to the point where your eyes droop shut. He'll whisper an 'I love you' and then both of you are out for the night.


Liam:
The both of you lay open-eyed on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Your hands are clasped together, no words being exchanged. You both were still dressed in the clothes that you had worn earlier today. Too exhausted to say anything, yet unable to sleep, you'll slowly roll into his side and rest your head on his chest. His hand will begin stroking your hair as you draw circles against the fabric of his t-shirt. The two of you will just lay in silence, finally getting a minute in your busy schedules to relax.


Niall:
After not seeing each other for months, neither one of you wanted to sleep. You wanted to sit on the sofa drinking hot chocolate and listen to his stories of everything that happened on tour. You didn't want to miss a word of what he had to say. You would sit on opposite ends of the couch, legs tangled together, both under one blanket. Sure, you felt tired, but after not being able to be with him for so long, every moment spent listening to his voice and feeling his skin on yours was precious. Sleep wasn't even in the question at these moments.


Zayn:
You would sit on your bed, legs crossed and laptop propped up in front of you. Zayn's face was pictured on the other side smiling back at you while you told him a story. He listened intently, watching your every move, wishing he could be there with you. His time away from you were hard for not only you, but him as well. You missed being in his arms, while he missed having you in his arms. These nights when neither of you had plans were spent talking into the early hours of the morning, knowing that in only a few weeks, you would be together once again, in each other's arms.


Louis:
Louis hadn't been able to sleep ever since he found out another tour had been booked and the plane left tomorrow. He didn't want to leave you again, but he had no choice. The two of you had been wrapped in each other's arms facing each other for hours, just staring into each other's eyes. His thumb will run up and down your cheek, wiping away any stray tears that may escape. Eventually you'll fall asleep, but he won't. He'll spend the whole evening taking in your features and your scents, leaving no detail behind.