Judging by the extremely bored expression on Liam's face, Niall had already told him.

There were a few more minutes of awkward silence and astonished gazes before Louis regained some life in his expression - his face broke out into a grin. "It's about time!" He rolled his eyes. "I was beginning to think he'd wait until Christmas at the least."

Harry's expression was second to change. "Finally!"

Zayn followed shortly after, but, unlike th e others, his expression remained shocked, even as he began to speak. "Seriously?!" He looked around at the other boys. "Am I the only one that's surprised by this?!"

Liam shrugged while Lou looked shocked. "You're seriously surprised by this?!" He was gaping now. "This was bound to happen from day one."

Zayn looked frustrated. "So everyone knew this was going to happen, and yet no one decided to mention the thought to me?""

Louis held his hands up in defense. "Sorry, mate. We assumed you thought the same. I mean," He began, looking back at Niall and I, "You'd be pretty daft not to notice."

Zayn scowled. "Thanks. You're so kind to me."

Lou just shrugged and rolled his eyes.

Sam poked his head into the room. "You guys can go whenever you're ready, you know."

"Thanks, Sam!" Liam called to his retreating form; Sam just raised a dismissive hand in response.

"No!" Harry shouted irritably. He and Liam had been arguing like this for the past hour. It sounded to me like an argument a mother would have with her young child, not an argument between two fully-grown men, but, then again, what do I know? As Harry and Lou like to say, I 'don't get out much.'

Zayn and Louis were asleep in their bunks, Niall and I were sitting on his bunk, (he had been playing his guitar until Harry had yelled at him to shut up), and Liam was in his bed, still having that screaming match with Harry, who was standing in the doorway. I'll never understand how Zayn and Louis manage to sleep through these things. Maybe they're used to it... Then again, maybe not. What do I know?

"Whatever, Harry! Do whatever you want! It's not like I care, anyway!" Liam finally shouted sarcastically.

"Finally!" Harry retorted before storming out.

It was silent after that; I'm assuming Liam went to sleep. Niall began to play the guitar softly again. Leaning into his side comfortably, I closed my eyes before opening them again to finally take a good look around the bunk room, noticing the details I hadn't really payed attention to before:

The walls were painted a deep blue, the only blue in the room. The carpet was a soft white, and the bunks were a nice, dark wood. Everyone's specific bunks were different: Zayn's bunk with a plain, dark red comforter and a matching pillow... ultimately the most boring bunk in the room other than mine. Louis' bed was very cliche for him, with a striped comforter, green pillow, and posters on the small space of wall next to his bunk that he'd claimed as his. There may or may not have been a phone peeking out from under the blanket... Anyway, my bunk was boring, with just a white comforter and matching pillow. Liam's bunk had a black comforter with a pillow that had some kind of weird design that I couldn't decipher, Harry's bed had a comforter that was a mixture bodering on a million different colors, with a plain black pillow. Niall's bed was actually pretty boring, too, now that I really think about it. The bunk consisted to only a simple deep green comforter matched with a plain white pillow.

Niall's bed might be boring and simple, but it was massively comfortable. Only a few moments later, I had fallen asleep to the soft sound of Niall playing guitar and his comfortable bed underneath me.

I woke that morning to Niall's snoring and his arms wrapped tightly around me. I struggled to lift my head, taking a curious glance around the room when I'd finally managed to do so. Everyone was still sleeping besides Liam, who's bunk was empty. Curious, I, with much difficulty, I might add, slipped out of Niall's arms, intent on finding Liam and seeing what he was up to, considering the fact that it was only just beginning to grow light outside and the bus was still on the move. Unfortunately, though, my movements caused Niall to stir in his sleep and, before I could take a breath to try and coax him back to sleep, he was sitting up, blinking and rubbing his eyes until they settled on me.

"Cassie?" He reached out and pulled me back to him. "Why are you awake?" He asked, yawning.

"I'm just gonna go and see what Liam's up to. Go back to sleep, Nialler." I murmured.

His eyelids fluttered. "Liam?" He yawned again.

"Yes." I whispered, adding, "Just go back to sleep before you wake everyone up." when I noticed Harry, who had apprently retunred sometime during the night, stir in his sleep and mumble something undecipherable.

"Okay." Niall mumbled, head back on his pillow, already falling asleep again.

I smiled at his adorable sleeping face before crawling over to the short ladder at the edge of the bunk and climbing my way down. Padding my way across the room, I slowly and silently opened the door to the kitchen, only to see that LIam had pulled one of the more comfortable chairs to the window and was now sitting on it and gazing out at the passing landscape. He looked up when I came in and smiled at me, giving me the courage to smile back and walk over to stand next to him at the window.

After a few more moments of silence, I finally broke it. "What are you doing awake?"

Liam shrugged. "Just thinking, I guess." He looked over at me. "Couldn't sleep. What are you doing awake?" He asked, eyebrow raised.

I just shrugged.

After a few more moments of comfortable silence, I pulled a chair beside him and sat, resting my head in my hands.

I don't know how long we'd been sitting there - long enough for me to start falling asleep and for the sky to grow completely light.

Soon enough came the sound of the other boys waking up: Thuds and grumbled arguments.

Harry came stumbling in to the kitchen in record time. Ignoring Liam, he greeted me. "Morning, Cassie." I waved a hand in response as Liam rolled his eyes.

Niall came in a moment later, looking confused. He smiled when his eyes finally rested on me. "Cassie." I got up and he came over and hugged me tightly. "Good morning." He mumbled into my hair.

I smiled up at him. "Good morning."

Good morning, indeed.

This was just a really weird filler because I can't figure out how I want to end the stoyr and feel bad about not updating in forever. I hope you like it anyway.

And in case anyone wanted to know, I am going to change the cover, because I don't think the one I currently have suits my image of Cassie very well, so sorry if it'll throw you off a bit. Love you all anyway (: I'm sorry if the image I have isn't the same as yours, but... Yeah. Much love. Xx