I sighed and rolled away from him. He only had fifteen minutes to get to work, I thought as I looked at my phone. It was no use. He's about to get fired for good if he's late today. If I couldn't convince him to get up for work, I knew who could...
To Niall (10:46am): Lou won't get up for work. Can you text him or something?
A few seconds later, he replies.
Niall (10:46am): Yeah. That'd be fine, Haz.
To Niall (10:47am): Thanks.
Niall (10:48am): Yeah... no problem
Then Lou's phone goes off, playing Moments, and he yells.
"H-Hello?" Lou answers his phone grumpily.
"GET UP! You have ten minutes until your shift starts!" Niall screams at him through the phone, and he jumps.
"OKAY! I DON'T NEED YOU YELLING AT ME, TOO! GOD!" Louis screams back, turning to glare at me. "You did this, didn't you?!"
"I have nothing to do with it," I hold my ground and I never flinch.
"Damn you..."
"Also, I know you and Haz did it this morning," Niall snickers and hangs up.
"I... Hate... You."
I smirk at him and let out a laugh.
"You can never hate me..." I say to him, getting out of bed.
"Yes I can. By the way, look at yourself once. You look sexy..." Louis replies, no longer mad.
Instead, he was smiling. I rarely ever saw him smile after a fight or argument. He finally rose out of bed, and slipped on his work clothes.
"Got to go, sweet cheeks... See you later," He winks at me, landing a goodbye kiss on my temple, and left.
