"Do I have to go home now?" Delilah whines sleepily as she lays across all four boys laps, head and shoulders in Ashton's, tummy and hips in calums, thighs in Luke's, and calves in Michael's lap. Each boy massages or pets whatever part of the girl they have access to that won't make her uncomfortable as they watch a movie and the baby is close to falling asleep.

"No whining, doll." Ashton reminds softly.

"You can if you really want to, but we'd prefer it if you stayed here for the night so that you're not in an empty house all alone. Hm?" Michael answers, and the little girl smiles and relaxes further into her man boys.

"Wanna stay here. Don't wanna be alone. Scary." She mutters almost incoherently. The boys coo over her sleepy self for a second before she recieves an "okay, babydoll. You'll sleep in the guest room that's downstairs." from Calum.

"Downstairs? All your rooms are upstairs." She  mumbles with a slight frown, not really thinking too much about what she's saying. If she was, she probably wouldn't have said anything, she would just pout and do it without complaint.

"Mhm, is that okay?" Luke asks squeezing and petting her lower thighs.

Delilah only lets out a whine, that earns a tiny tug in her hair from Ashton to remind her that she's supposed to be entirely un-bratty tonight.

"Big girl words, Delilah. Is staying in the guest room downstairs ok, or would you rather sleep on the couch upstairs? Or in one of our rooms?" Luke asks, the last sentence in a much more hopeful tone than the rest.

"Mh..." she hums quietly in thought before answering in a soft voice. "Couch, I guess." She yawns our after answering, causing the boys to all yawn as well.

"I think it's bedtime for our babydoll, hm?" Calum chuckles, the other boys nodding in agreement. Delilah whines, but it's cut off by a slap to her thigh from Luke, which makes the little girl pout, small hands coming up to rub at her eyes.

She sniffles and whimpers, and when she takes her balled up fists away, the boys can see she's crying.

Michael glares at Luke and Luke gives him an incredulous look, eyebrows drawn together and eyes wide as he shrugs.

"Aw, pretty girl..." Calum coos, sitting the little girl up in his lap and ten standing, turning her to face him and balancing her on his hip as he bounces her lightly and she sniffles and sheds tears into his shoulder. "You're so tired, babygirl. Let's get you to bed, huh sugar?" Calum asks in a soft tone, and Delilah doesn't say anything, just tries to compact herself tighter and bury herself further into calums chest.

"Yeah." Calum answers himself, chuckling, and heads upstairs with the little one clinging to him, and the other three follow suit.

"I'll grab her some pillows and blankets." Michael says quietly, going to the guest room and taking the pillows and blankets from there to haul upstairs and put on the couch Delilah will sleep on.

Calum gently lays the little one down on the soft, comfy couch, and he's met with a whine from the small girl in return, but chooses to ignore it.

He strokes the hair falling over her face back and kisses the corner of her mouth, muttering a "goodnight, princess." As he smiles fondly.

"Night night cali." Delilah hums, blinking slowly.

Michael comes and lifts Delilah's head, putting a pillow under it, and then lays a blanket over her before squatting down and kissing her cheek, straying close to her mouth as well.

"Night little lovely, sleep tight." He says in a soft, gravelly tone.

"Night Mikey." She says back.

Michael vacates the position and Ashton replaces him, kissing the corner of Delilah's lips as well. "Goodnight, sweet girl."

"Night ashy."

Then Luke. "Goodnight babydoll. You know you can come wake one of us up if you need anything ever, ok?"

"Ok, night Lukey." Luke kisses Delilah's cheek as well before they all head off to their own rooms, saying goodnight to each other.

Delilah thinks of what fun things she and the boys might do tomorrow before her grandparents come home until she falls asleep.

When Delilah wakes up, it's due too the sun shining in her eyes from the window next to her as the sun rises through it.

The sleepy girl lets out a quiet whine and yawns, burying her face in the covers and attempting to fall asleep once more, knowing it's probably much too early to be alive, but fails, the sun is too irritating and she suffocated when she tries to hide under the covers, so with a groan, and stands and marches herself to the door closest to the living room she slept in, which is Luke's.

The small girl tries to be as quiet as possible as she opens the door to the dark room, blackout curtains over the window so no sun can get in, and she tip toes in, shutting the door behind her and sneaking up to the bed.

As carefully as she can, Delilah crawls onto the tall bed slowly, first putting her hands on and then pulling her legs up one at a time, and scooting a bit closer to Luke as she lifts the covers- which are not on the boy, only a sheet covers him up to his waist as he lays on his side, facing away from her.

Delilah lays down and tries to carefully make herself comfortable, putting in maximum effort so she doesn't wake the sleeping blonde man.

She's finally comfortable and ready to try and fall asleep when she hears a small grunt from the broad man and he rolls over, eyes opening just a tiny bit to see what woke him, and smiling gently when he does.

Delilah shyly hides behind the cover, whispering an apology: "sorry, lukey, I didn't mean to wake you up, I just couldn't sleep with the sun coming up and it's too early to wake up."

"It's okay, sweet baby. I don't mind. Come cuddle." Luke demands in a lovely morning voice, reaching over and grabbing the little ones waist, pulling her to him and onto his chest, arms tightly around her. He lays a kiss on her head and she giggles sleepily, resting her head and falling back asleep without any trouble, as does like with their little girl in his arms.