I'm with the band

09

Harry's POV

I wake up to notice that I had fallen asleep, and immediately, I felt guilt.

She still seemed to be sleeping peacefully, hopefully she didn't have anymore nightmares.
But I don't think I had been sleeping for that long anyway.
Give or take half an hour.

I don't even have the time to admire her because I'm startled by a prolonged banging sound on my door.

"Harry!"
It was Simon.

"Fuck." I mumble to myself, not knowing what to do.

If he saw Lizzy in my bed, who knows what he'd think!?
Well, I know what he'd think.

He was still knocking on the door obnoxiously, as I take a quick peek at Lizzy, and then my bathroom door.

Just then, I had an idea.
It definitely was not the best idea, but it was something.

I shake my head, knowing she wouldn't be thrilled about this if she woke up.
I get up quickly and scoop Lizzy in my arms and kick open the bathroom door.

I bring her into the bathroom, but the shower curtain was closed, and I didn't wanna risk dropping her.

If only I had another arm.

I swiftly bring her back to bed and set her down gently, walk back into the bathroom, go back to bed once again and scoop her up.

"I'm sorry in advance." I whisper to her, setting her down gently.
In my bathtub.

And somehow, she still remained asleep.
"Attagirl." I say, as I close the shower curtain.

I close the door as well and dust my hands off.

"Harry wake up!" Simon yells, still banging on the door.

I run towards it to open it, and he looked as furious as ever.

"Simon!" I exclaim.
"What a surprise." I say, sarcastically.

He furrows his eyebrows, his mood changing from mad to confused.

"How was it a surprise? I've been banging on your door for fifteen and a half minutes straight and yelling." He asks as I raise my eyebrows and form my lips into a line.

I lift my arms up in defence.
"Oh, I don't know really."
"I just.. love.. surprises." I say, awkwardly leaning my arm on the doorframe

Real smooth, Harry.

He looked pretty concerned at this point.
"Okay.."
"I was calling you to tell you the boys have been practicing since 8 am for rehearsal, and as usual, nor you or Lizzy bothered to show up."

I chuckle nervously.
"Surely she must be in the bathroom, still getting ready." I scoff.
"You know girls."

"Right." Simon says.
"Thing is, I saw Zayn walk into that bathroom."

"Maybe he's going to scold her for using his hair gel." I say, forming my lips into a line.

Simon furrows his eyebrows again.
"Wasn't it the other way around?"

"Look, I don't know Simon, but what I do know is that I will be downstairs in five minutes." I say, trying to shut the door on him but he blocks it, opening it again.