LOUIS’ P.O.V.

He awoke to someone moving in his bed. He slowly opened his eyes and realized he wasn’t in his bed… he was in Riley’s bed. Shit... shit… shit… He had fallen asleep, and by the appearance of a tip toeing Riley she was just as ashamed. They had never slept through the night with one another.

“Hi,” Louis greeted as he sat up, rubbing his face. He wanted nothing more to go back to sleep, but he knew he couldn’t. He had to leave. Riley had the same agenda; she was trying to sneak out of her own room.

“I … what happened last night?” Riley asked, rubbing her temples. Her hair was messy and she was obviously hung-over.

“You threw up on some guy and I brought you in,” Louis shrugged, bored and annoyed at the conversation.

“Why’d you help me?” Riley’s voice was cold.

“You probably wouldn’t have made it inside if I didn’t,” Louis retorted, confused by her lack of thanks.

“I would have been fine,” Riley spat.

“No, you wouldn’t? You don’t even remember, that’s how far you were gone. I was helping you. If it wasn’t for me, you would have fucked some random fucker and I thought I’d help you out!” Louis was standing on his feet now, getting red in the face.

“Fucking some random fucker,” she mocked, “didn’t it occur to you that that doesn’t bother me? I mean shit, I’ve fucked more than just a few guys, one more wouldn’t affect me.”

“Okay Riley, I’m done. I was trying to help you,” Louis threw his shirt back over his head, grabbing his things and making his way to the door.

“I don’t need your help! I never did and I never will! So stop trying to help me, you don’t really care,” Riley yelled after him. Louis stopped in the doorway and turned back to her. Her dark eyes daring.

“Fuck this, Ry,” Louis sighed, and storming down the stairs, past the kitchen where some sisters were eating. He was about to leave when he was greeted by a voice from the stairs leading to the basement.

LUKE’S P.O.V.

“Morning,” Luke mumbled. He had wandered into the kitchen and saw Michael sitting at the counter, stabbing a fork at some eggs. He merely nodded in response. “You look tired.”

“I was up all night,” Michael sounded bitter.

“Why?” Luke raided the fridge, only half listening to Michael.

“I was making sure Calum didn’t kill you,” Michael threw his silver ware on his plate, making a loud clatter. Luke stopped pouring his cereal and looked over at Michael.

“What are you talking about?” Luke shot.

“Don’t play dumb,” Michael said through gritted teeth.

“What the fuck are you on about?” Luke threw the box down, spilling it. He was facing Michael head on feeling strongly irritated.

“I hope you and Eve had fun,” was all Michael said, as he tried walking away.

“Michael, Michael!” Luke yelled, running after him. Once he reached Michael, Luke turned him around forcefully by his shoulder.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” Michael shouted.

“What’s your problem?” Luke spat, leaning into Michael’s face.

“I’m not interested in getting into this right now,” Michael ordered.

“Maybe I did have fun with Eve. What does that have to do with anything?” Luke continued. A door opened and out came Calum. His dark eyes hidden by bags and his hair ruffled.

“Here to gloat? Tell us all in screaming detail about it?” Calum’s voice was cold.

“What is your problem?” Luke spluttered.

“Nothing. Michael, leave it,” Calum ordered as he walked past Luke, purposely hitting Luke’s shoulder. Michael cast one last glare at Luke before walking off, leaving Luke dumbfounded and annoyed.

COLLINS’ P.O.V.

Someone had been yelling directly above her bed and she recognized the voice to be Louis’. She tried covering her head with a pillow, but no such luck. She was forced to roll out of bed and be awake for the day. Walking upstairs she peered out the door and saw Louis.

“Look who it is,” Collins crooned. “Troubles with a female? I thought all girls flung themselves at you. I thought girls never stood as a problem to the Louis Tomlinson.”

“Collins, I’m not in the mood,” Louis said through an obviously forced smile.

“I thought, you were always in the mood,” Collins stood showing her bare tanned legs, for she was only in an oversized shirt.

“Do you need anything?” Louis wondered, getting caught up over her bare legs.

“Nothing,” Collins shrugged, walking past him, dangerously close. Louis grabbed her wrist though.

“Don’t start something you can’t handle,” he growled. “And don’t start to mock me. You don’t know anything.”

“Are you… threatening me?” Collins’ asked, her eyes dancing.


DEVIN’S P.O.V.

“Who were you talking to?” Devin wondered when she descended the stairs seeing Collins standing alone.

“Nobody,” Collins said, crossing her arms. “But I heard you talking.”

“Talking? I just woke up,” Devin yawned.

“Last night. You and Liam. I heard him yelling and I heard you lying,” Collins said.

“What?” Devin spat. “You were eavesdropping?”

“And you were snooping in my room, don’t be so surprised I’m getting even.”

“Why are you like this?” Devin spat.

“Like what? I’m just trying to be more like you,” Collins gave a fake smile and left her sister at the foot of the stairs.


ZAYN’S P.O.V.

“What happened this morning? I heard yelling,” Zayn said, sitting next to Niall and Liam.

“I don’t even know,” Niall murmured as he shoved his mouth with some toast.

“I think it was Luke and Calum,” Liam said.

“I thought I heard Michael,” Zayn added.

“That’s impossible… Mikey doesn’t yell, does he?” Niall joked. “Is it just me or does there feel like a lot of tension has become present lately?”

“Agreed. I think a vacation is in order,” Liam offered.

“Yeah, okay,” Niall laughed.

“No, I don’t think so,” Zayn shook his head.

“Why not?” Liam asked. “I mean, we could drive up to my parents’ mountain house. C’mon, how about it?”

“Wait, like your mansion? That house isn’t a simple mountain house, it’s huge. I’m in!” Niall clapped his hands together, his blue eyes wide and excited.

“How many can it sleep?” Zayn wondered.

“Like a million!” Niall chuckled.

“Uh, it’ll sleep enough. Let me go over and tell the girls. We can leave tomorrow,” Liam said standing and slipping into his shoes. “I’ll go over and tell them,” Liam offered. “I have to see Devin anyway.”

Notes

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