Luci's POV.
I groaned as the alarm clock in on the bedside of one of Simons many guest rooms. 3.25am.
"Harry baby," I whispered, kissing his neck and behind his ear softly.
"Mm, it's to early, shush." He grumbled.
"Well do you want a shower before we go or not?" I asked, gently tracing my fingertips up the grooves in the middle of his chest.
"I'll have one on the bus," he mumbled, placing his hand on top of mine and interlacing our fingers.
"Right, well I'll have a shower quick then I'll fix you some breakfast in bed?" I smiled, he nodded enthusiastically.
I kissed his cheek softly and drifted of into the ensuite.
* * * *
I tucked the towel under my armpits so it was covering my entire torso and stopping at my mid thigh, I guessed that nobody was up so I quietly padded down the stairs and into the kitchen, still in my tiny towel.
"Oh shit." Niall gasped, looking up and down at my barley covered body.
"Niall stop staring! Please!" I squealed.
"Bye!" He blushed as he rushed upstairs, silly boy.
I padded over to the fridge and slung the door open, milk, butter, orange juice, was all that was in the fridge.
Cereal and toast then, with coffee and three sugars.
I finished buttering the toast then placed the plate on the tray next to the bowl and mug before setting off upstairs to my sleeping beauty.
"Harry baby, it's 3.45, I've got you some food." I spoke quietly, placing the tray down and turning on the bedside lamp.
"Mm, thank you gorgeous girl." He grinned with his eyes still shut.
"Open your eyes," I giggled, kissing his neck a little.
"No, Hawwy sweepy." He cooed in a fake baby voice.
"Don't be a naughty baby." I smirked in a fake stern voice.
"Fine. I'm awake!" He yawned, propping himself up and placing the tray on his lap.
"We won't see any fans or paparazzi today will we?" I asked as I looked for an outfit in I'm huge suitcase.
"No baby, wear your comfies, we all are." He smiled through mouthfuls of cereal.
I dressed myself in my sloppiest, ugliest undies, some yoga shorts, one of Harry's big hoodies and some bedsocks, then I slipped on my Uggs.
"Nice shorts, they make your arse look good." Harry approved, gently grabbing my bum cheek with his hand as I crawled over him.
"I love you, now eat and get dressed." I giggled, rubbing my towel over my wet hair.
"I love you too." He replied, dragging out the too and eating really slowly on purpose.
"Don't you poohead!" I giggled, brushing my hair.
"Okay I'm done, want the last piece of toast and the last of my coffee?" He asked, aw baby how generous.
"Aw yes please." I giggled, taking the mug and toast out of his outstretched arms.
I took a small bite out of the toast as I watched Harry stumble around the bedroom, aw my baby in the morning.
"Pyjamas I think." He spoke to himself as he stretched out before going to his drawers.
He tugged off his grey Calvin's he was sleeping in and changed them for some silly superman ones. He got his plaid pyjama pants and pulled them from his ankles to just under his hips so they hung low, he topped off his outfit with a grey v neck t shirt and a cute beanie and some black trainer socks before slipping on his white high tops and tucking his pyjamas into the shoes.
"You look hot in that," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him and tucking my hands into the waistband of his boxers.
"Mm." He mumbled against my hair.
"How big are the beds in the bunks?" I asked, pulling away and slinging my bag over my shoulder and grabbing the handle of my suitcase.
"About a single," he grinned cheekily, following me out of the bedroom.
"Oh," I replied, I dragged my suitcase into the kitchen where everyone and their bags were.
"Morning." I smiled, Zayn waved, grumbled something inaudible and left via the outside patio door with a cigarette hanging out his mouth, everyone was dressed like Harry, sweatpants, hightops and coats, Louis and Zayn were also wearing beanies like Harry.
"They're not morning people!" Liam laughed, pointing at the rest of the boys, now including Harry, who were slumped around the kitchen leaning against things and clutching coffee, groaning.
"I can tell." I giggled.
"The bus will be here in ten guys," Liam warned, counting the bags and various other information like Niall's guitar case, Josh's drums and arena papers.
"Luci where did you put my milkshake?" Harry asked, rummaging through the fridge for his strawberry Yazoo.
"In the fridge in the pantry, I hid it from Bay." I giggled, Zayn's girlfriend Bayleigh is obsessed with strawberry milkshake.
"Thanks pretty lady." He winked as left the room.
"GUYS THE BUS IS HERE." Liam shouted as we heard a loud beep from outside.
"Paul will get the bags Luc." Niall laughed at me struggling, I blushed scarlet and followed them out of the house.
Harrys outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/harry/set?id=66626883
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