The next morning, Hannah woke up slowly, having had the best night's sleep in a long while. She opened her eyes slightly before suddenly going wide-eyed. In her sleepy state, she was initially confused about where exactly she was. This wasn't her bedroom! She carefully turned over in the bed, falling back into the pillow when the sight of Paul jogged her memory of the previous evening. She chuckled to herself.
"You idiot. How did you forget that!" She huffed quietly.
"You talking to yourself?" Paul murmured, startling Hannah slightly.
She watched as he turned his head to face her, unable to help the wide grin that appeared on her face.
"Sorry, had a bit of a moment there where I expected to be in my own bed. Was a bit of a shock when I realised I wasn't." Hannah smiled, before a devilish look appeared on her face. "I think I need a reminder of what happened yesterday evening so I know exactly why I'm here."
"A reminder, eh?" Paul smirked. "Ummm, you dragged me into my room to share the bed."
"No, before that."
"You almost fell asleep on me watching a film?"
"No Paul, before that!" Hannah exclaimed, exasperated.
"Umm, we had a takeaway?" Paul asked. He knew exactly what Hannah was trying to do and was having fun acting oblivious.
"Paul!! You are such an idiot!" Hannah growled.
Paul started chuckling, but soon stopped when Hannah closed the gap between them and reminded herself exactly how they'd got back together. Breathless, they eventually pulled away. Falling back onto the pillows, faces inches away from each other as they just stared into each others eyes.
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You're My Hope for the Future
FanfictionS Club 7 haven't worked together in over 10 years. They're back together for Children in Need, but could there be more than one reunion on the cards? A Pannah story.
