Morning came, yet nobody in Louis' mansion awoke from their slumber, including Louis himself, who had a sleeping Harry cuddled in his arms.

That was, until a hungry blonde leprechaun decided to raid his best mate's fridge.

On his way to the kitchen, he passed by Louis' room, seeing it still closed and soft snores could be heard behind the door, he figured he was still asleep. He was about to continue his search for food when his eyes caught two objects lying on the floor.

It was Louis' notebook and pencil.

Wait...did he start writing again last night?

Turning his head both ways, making sure no one was up and awake, he grabbed the objects from the floor then hurriedly scurried to Louis' kitchen.

His plan of eating all of his mate's food alone was foiled when another head of blonde hair came lazily trudging into the kitchen.

"Oh hey, what's up?" Gemma says while starting to boil up hot water.

Wow, she feels more at home in Louis' mansion than I am. And I've been here more times than she ever had! Niall said to himself, bemused at Harry's sister.

"Fancy a cup of coffee?"

"Sure." Niall replied, taking a seat on one of the counter's islands, fiddling with the pencil while debating with himself if he should check what's written in Louis' notebook without the older lad's permission or not.

He inhaled the warm aroma of the coffee placed in front of him, saying a "thanks" to Gemma, then went back to having the pointless battle in his head. Even if he did look into Louis' notebook, he wouldn't know that he secretly went through it, it's not like it was personal or anything, he showed him the first few lyrics a while back for crying out loud.

"Eh, fuck it."

It's times like this when Niall wouldn't give a shit if his mate scolded him for going through his stuff. What's the worst he could do? Prank him for a week?

That actually did happen once. Niall couldn't sleep at all during those long, prank-filled, traumatic seven days, in fear of a mischievous Louis Tomlinson popping out of nowhere to have vengeance. It was an absolute nightmare.

Still, the blonde singer opened the notebook containing a few other lyrics here and there till he got to the page he was looking for.

Woah, he did make some progress.

Gemma peeked over Niall's shoulder to see what the lad was reading, speaking her thoughts out loud. "Sounds like your buddy has a soft spot for my little bro."

"And you're okay with it?" Asked Niall, turning his head to look at Harry's sister. "You're not gonna like, lecture my best mate about to 'never hurt my little bro or else you're dead to me' and all that protective older sister thing?"

Gemma dismissively waved her hand, shaking her head a no. "As much as I really care about my bro, Louis seems to be a pretty good guy. He makes Harry happy, that's all I ask for in someone who I know will treat my bro right."

The Irish boy nodded. "I can sense the adoration they have for one another, believe me, they're so obvious." Both he and Gemma laughed at that.

"Tell me about it."

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Waking up with your head rested on your crush's chest while he still slept peacefully really would make your morning 10x better.

Harry wished he could just stay there, in that very position, for the rest of his life. It's a dream come true!

"Good morning, cupcake."

Louis' voice caused Harry to let out a surprised squeak, having no idea that Louis was already awake and--wait. Was he watching him in his sleep?

"You honestly look so adorable in your sleep."

Omg he was..

"Um..thanks?" He said, more as a question than actually accepting the compliment. The older only let out a soft chuckle, ruffling the younger boy's already unruly mop of curls, causing Harry to hide his face in his large hands to cover up his blush.

"Lou..stop." He mumbled shyly. The nickname didn't bother him as much, remembering the events last night that he could call Louis whatever he wanted.

"Okay, cutie."

Is he trying to murder Harry with all these cute couple nicknames? Cause if he is, Harry already died the first time when he called him the CUTEST sixteen year old he has ever met.

"Come on, H." Louis called while getting out of his bed. "Let's grab something to eat before my blonde leprechaun mate devours all my food." They both laugh at that remark, making their way into Louis' kitchen, side by side with hands casually brushing against one another's.

Entering the kitchen, both boys find two blondes munching on the older lad's cereal. "Niall!/Gemma!" Louis and Harry shout at the same time.

"Wut?" Asked Niall, mouth filled with Louis' favorite cereal. He swallowed before saying "We got hungry."

Quite disappointed to the fact that his coco puffs are there no more. He crossed his arms to his chest, eyeing his mate and Harry's sister expectantly. "Well, someone has to buy me cereal." His demand was mostly directed to his blonde mate. With a heavy sigh and a nod, Niall agreed to go buy him his precious coco puffs.

The Irish bloke didn't bother changing his clothes or doing any morning routine at the moment because 1, he's too lazy. 2, he forgot to bring spare clothes. And 3, he can't do shit with an overly empty stomach. He did comb his hair though, by just running his fingers through his blonde, messy quiff.

"I'll be back soon, son." Niall says jokingly, receiving an eye roll from his blue eyed mate. "Don't give me that look, young man."

"I'm older than you, dimwit. Now go get me my food or I'm kicking you out and never permitting you to come here again."

Niall simply laughed, yet continuing his playful act. "Don't forget to wake up your brothers. Or maybe they already are. I don't know, just make sure to knock and if you hear moaning-"

"Oh for god's sake Niall! Just go!"

"Okay bye sweet pea! Be good to your little baby!" The cheeky blonde ran off before Louis could utter a word. Leaving him, Harry and Gemma in the kitchen to process in their brains of what had just happened a few seconds ago.

"Waaiiiit...did he say the two other blokes upstairs could be-??" Harry shushed his sister, knowing exactly where she was going at.

"I honestly don't wanna know." The older lad shook his head, shivering at the thought of his two best mates fucking in his mini movie room. He needed a way to wake them up, still. He wracked his brain, thinking of the most craziest things on how to get his mates to wake up from their slumber.

"Aha." Harry and Gemma stared at the singer who had a menacing smirk on his face. He had an idea. And it involved water. A whole lot of water.

"You two, come with me."

"Why?" Harry spoke, both curious and excited for what Louis had planned for them to do.

"We have a mission. Mission: Time to wake up."

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Louis gestured for the two siblings to be quiet while they tiptoed upstairs, all three holding big water guns owned by non other than the prank master himself.

The plan was simple.

-barge into the room.

-drench the two sleeping lovers with water.

-then run off and pretend nothing happened.

Easy.

Before they put the mission into action, they huddled up and placed their hands on top of each other. Harry's being on top of Gemma's, while Louis' is on top of his. The young boy ignored the butterflies he felt and focused on listening to what their 'commander' had to say.

"This mission will either be completed, or completed while we die in battle." He said in a serious tone. "Our number one priority is to get both wet. And I'm just gonna say this now cause we're most likely gonna get drenched anyway. You served my mansion proud, young soldiers." After that short speech, they threw their hands in the air and cheered quietly, beginning their mission.

Their targets were pretty much still fast asleep, limbs tangled up to one another.

"Shame we must end this cute moment."

And without another minute wasted, Louis shouts "ABANDON SHIP!! ABANDON SHIP!!!" while he, Harry and Gemma used the water guns on the couple.

Zayn drowsily woke up to the loudness of Louis' voice and felt the cold liquid on his skin. Due to the fact he wasn't too fond of water and also half asleep, he panicked.

"LIAM HOLY SHIT WAKE UP WE'RE DROWNING SAVE MEEEHH!!!!" the raven haired lad toppled over Liam, getting on his boyfriend's back as if he'll float and save him from drowning.

All the while, Louis and the young Styles siblings were laughing their heads off.

"Ugh...Zayn! Get off!"

"The fuck is wrong with you Liam you want me to drown?!"

"We're on land!"

"And we're wet!"

"Wake up you idiot!"

Liam pushed his boyfriend off of him, standing up with his clothes completed soaked. He already knew the person who's behind this.

"LOUIS!!!"

"Hahahahaha! Shoot the grumpy puppy!!" The reckless 20 year old ordered. Gemma and Harry did as told, laughing like there's no tomorrow.

While Liam is being soaked again, Zayn finally woke up from his half asleep state, seeing the scene in front of him and needed to have revenge. He sprints to the nearest one with a water gun, that being Harry, and snatched it out of his hands.

"Uh oh."

"That's right, curly." Zayn playfully smirked at him, then squirts the young boy with the remaining water the gun had left. Louis saw that his 'enemy' had gotten ahold of one of his weapons, dropping the empty one he had then yelled "RETREAT!!!"

Being already so into the moment of death, Harry placed a hand on his forehead as he falls to the ground.

"Curly down! I repeat! Curly down!!!" Gemma hollers. But instead of helping her brother, she retreats to the kitchen. "I'll save the food!"

She really is the female version of Niall. Louis thought before sprinting to the young boy's side, also getting into the moment.

"Nooo!! Don't die on me soldier!" He dramatically cried out. Harry being Harry couldn't help but let out a small giggle before going back to being motionless.

"Looks like it's the end for you, too, Tommo." Liam says, already beside Zayn.

"Not today, Lima bean." Louis scooped the young boy in his arms, startling Harry in the process as the older lad sprints off with him in his arms, bridal style.

They make it to the front door, just as a head of blonde hair enters holding two bags in one hand.

The first thing that came into Niall's mind was omg they fucked in the shower.

"Did I...miss something here?"

Gemma then came out of nowhere and squirts Niall's face with the tiny bit of water her gun still had.

"Yep." Harry answered him before they all break into fits of laughter.

Mission Complete

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