A/N: sorry for the long wait blackMOZAIC but inspiration left me although this was the most i could do. I'll fix it later. Sorry.

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Niall's POV

There's a warm body next to me but I'm too tired to see who it is. Instead I move around trying to find a comfortable spot in the car seat.

"Niall, stop moving around." A voice thick with sleep murmurs.

I lift my hand and feel around to see who it is. Strong jaw, stubble, eyes, mouth, nose, hair up in a short quiff. Louis?

"Stop touching ma hair." Definitely not Louis.

I slowly open my eyes, the other boys asleep as well and turn to face the other person. It's Zayn.

He's leaning on my shoulder, hands fisting my shirt. Even all sweaty and sleepy he's a sight to behold. Nothing's going on between us, just a brotherly bromance. Nothing less, nothing more.

I gently shake him "Zayn? You awake?"

Dumbest question ever.

He just swats my hand away "Stop. Sleepy time."

I giggle at his childish response "Awww, is baby Zayn sweepy?"

His eyes open slowly revealing those mesmerizing brown orbs of his, my breath catching in my throat, "Ni, come here. Gotta tell you a secret."

Curious, I lean next to him so I can hear him "What is it?"

His breath tickles my skin, goosebumps rising "You're cute."

Before I have time to reply, he's fast asleep again. Dammit, he was sleep talking. There's no way he would ever say that while fully awake.

All too soon, we're at the flat that all five of us share.

"Boys. Come on, we're here." Paul announces.

One by one, Liam, Louis and Harry wake up and stretch. When they see the position that Zayn and I are in, they make kissy faces at me. Glaring at them, I try to wake up my friend. Harry and Louis are walking up to the door. Once they unlock it, they go in while Liam truss to help me wake Zayn up.

"Zayyyn. Get up." I whine.

Liam rolls his eyes "Harry's got your hair products."

We wait but nothing happens. Hmmm. That's weird. Usually he would bolt up and go after Harry. But right now, Zayn is still sleeping like a baby, his head resting on my shoulder. To be honest, I'm pretty comfortable in this position. I would love to stay like this forever but Liam has other ideas.

"Niall, get up. I'll carry sleeping beauty upstairs to his room."

Biting back a groan at the unfairness that Zayn gets to he carried but I don't, I do as I'm told. Before Zayn can fall sideways, Liam has his arms around him and once he's holding Zayn bridal style, gets out the car with me following behind. We head up to Zayn's room, Louis and Harry sharing a room, and once there Liam lays him down.

"Night Zayn. Night Niall." He murmurs sleepily and leaves the room headed towards his own.

I'm about to do the same but a hand holds me back. Turning around I look at Zayn "Z, I gotta go."

"Nooo. I wanna cuddle." He slurs out.

I can't deny the fact that I want to cuddle up with him as well. So I wriggle out of his tight grasp and undress down to my boxers. Once I'm all set, I pull the covers back and slide in next to Zayn's warm body.

Instantly his arms are around me, his face resting on my chest, legs tangled with mine. The rough fabric of his jeans aren't as bothersome as I thought they would be. This should feel weird, but it doesn't. It feels nice.

Slowly so as not to wake him up, I gather him in my arms tightly and press a small kiss on his forehead.

"Niall?" He's sleep talking again.

"Yeah Zayn?" I reply.

"I wasn't kidding when I said you're cute. You really are cute."