Logan's POV
I'm lying here, awake at who knows what time, me and my three best friends lying on a D.I.Y. bed on the living room floor we made.
Mrs Knight and Katie out for the weekend visiting Minnesota, I look in front of me. Carlos face eliminated by the light from the T.V. Sleeping soundlessly…almost, only a faint mumble slips past his lips. Bruised from our earlier activities; he's so beautiful. I know that sounds girly but it's the only way to describe him (other than hot), behind him was James.
James, the face. Perfect and peaceful, His arm slung round Carlos's waist keeping him close, his hair is messy, surprising RIGHT! I feel a faint breath on my neck. Kendall behind me, his arm around me and his faced nuzzled in my neck. His breath tickles.
Oh, my backs going to hurt tomorrow by the way I'm sitting. One arm under Carlos's head and touching James's hair; my other, down my side over Kendall's and Carlos's hands that lay on my hip. One Leg latched to Carlos's hip, he moved it no doubt. OH! I'm sticky. Oh well it involves a shower later, with my boyfriends. YAY.
As I lay here slowing falling back out of consciousness, the only thing I can think is…This is heaven.