The Suitcase 17

Veronica

"Well that's two down...Who's next?" Niall jokes.
"Louis and Eleanor," I laugh.
"I think it would be Zayn," Louis sasses.
Niall stands shyly in the corner, "I think we should just watch a movie."
"I second that," Collette says as she sits on Harry's lap.
"How 'bout Marley and Me?"
"No! Nothing sad!" We shout at Niall.
"What about--" Harry covers Collette's mouth.
"Nothing scary," Harry says, in a scolding tone.
"We have to be in Germany tomorrow," Zayn says putting his arm around me, "SO I say we all go to bed." It's clear Zayn is already falling asleep, he can barely keep his eyes open.
"I agree with Zayn," Jessie yawns.
"Alright, let's go to bed," I say dragging Zayn towards the bedroom.
Under the covers I curl into Zayn's chest. "Hey," His tired voice is whispered in my ear. "I was thinking that...you know if you wanted to move in with me?"
I smile against his chest, I loved the smell of his cologne and tired voice but asking me to move in with him! This was beyond amazing! I tirelessly breathed back, "Yes."
"We shouldn't tell the others until we get back home. There's gona be a month break in December."
"Alright Zayn...I won't tell anyone."
"You're not too tired?" He whispers in a husky voice in my ear. He leaves a trail of kisses down my neck.
We were the third couple to break that contract.

Jessie

"Welp that makes six," I laughed at breakfast. Collette was cooking for all of us since we were leaving for Germany tonight.
"Shut up J," Zayn whines grabbing bacon. There was a clear hickies all over his collar bone and neck.
"HEY! Leave some for the others!" Collette had thrown her hair up into a loose ponytail, she was wearing a old pair of Harry's sweats and a fitted white shirt.
My long hair was done in a fishtail braid, I had slipped on purple jeans, a black camisole and a baggy grey shirt that had a skull's eyes and teeth cut into it.
"I wonder how Veronica looks," Harry laughs sitting in the kitchen.
"Eggs?" Harry shakes his head.
"Niall! What do ya want?!" Collette shouts into the living room.
"Everything!" He shouts back flipping through the T.V. channels.
Collette loads up a plate full of everything: Sausage, bacon, eggs, toast, beans, and a hash brown. "Hey can you bring this to him?" She holds the plate out to me.
"Yeah sure," I carry the plate to him. Without even looking, he reaches for the plate. I pull the plate away from his hand, "Nope."
"But I want my food," He whines.
"Pay me first," I coyly smile.
"Ugh," He gets up from his relax position and kisses me lightly on the lips. "Now give my food woman." He bites into the bacon, "Mmmm give my compliments to the chef." He kisses my cheek before I leave.
"Collette, you're beautiful," I say with a small smile. Hey he said give her a compliment! To this she giggles.

"Come on kids! Time to get on the plane!" Paul hollered into the hotel room. We all headed into the Airport and boarded the plane with no problem. It was extremely late, around two in the morning. Everyone on the plane was asleep but me and Niallar.
"J," He nudged me, "Wanna join the Mile High Club?" He gave me a cheeky smile. I followed him to the bathroom. I was careful not to leave any noticeable marks on his skin, knowing his would be the hardest to conceal. Making us the fourth couple to break that irritating contract.