Piper's POV
Oh god, I'm a monster.
James was fuming, not that I blamed him.
I didn't know what was going to happen next. All I knew was that I needed a hug, and I needed one bad.
I crept down the hallway, peeking into Carlos's room. He was fast asleep in his clothes. I'd feel terrible waking him up. After all, he could've been sleeping for the past few hours if I hadn't made him stay under the bed. I'm sure his head would hurt in the morning, so sleep might do him some good.
Kendall didn't even know I was here, so he was out.
The only one left was Logan.
He left his door wide open, so I tiptoed into his room, sitting on the floor next to his bed, his face a few inches away.
"Logan" I whispered.
"Logan! Logan, wake up," I whispered again.
Shaking him slightly, I continued with a "C'mon Logan. Wake up!"
Sigh.
It obviously wasn't going to work. I figured I'd have to try something else.
I blew in his ear.
He giggled a little in his sleep, so I tried it again. Same reaction. Eventually I got his eyes to open. Barely.
"Mmm?" he mumbled, trying to make his eyes focus on me. I assumed that was the best I was going to get out of him.
Logan's POV
"Um… Well… Ugh god I'll just say it. Can I stay in here?"
I let her in because I was 1.) cold and 2.) too tired to remember the opposite of yes.
I rolled over, lifting the sheets on the other side of the bed. She made a little victory noise as she shut the door and climbed in. She fit her body to mine, snuggling into it. I threw my arm across her, happy that I wasn't like dying of hypothermia.
That's whe- ZZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZ…