Better Than Before (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 41 Muumuus

Hey guys! I can't believe its been over a year and I'm still not done with this story. Iyiyiyi. Thanks for sticking with me!

School starts the 3rd for me, so that means updates will be even more infrequent. Again, iyiyiyi.

Love ya!

-K<3

Chapter 41

Claudia's POV

Exhausted from the concert, I headed to bed.

I slid under the covers with Abby next to me. She hopped in next to me.

"I hate sleeping in the same bed as you," Abby grumbled. "You always kick me in your sleep."

"Are you sure it's in my sleep?" I joked.

"No, not really," Abby switched off the lamp.

I tossed and turned for awhile, trying to get comfortable. It wasn't the same without Harry next to me. I had had this problem at the hospital, too. Eventually, sleep overtook me.

**

I woke up not even a half hour later to Abby pushing me away.

"Whaaa?" I opened one eye.

"You're, like, snuggling with me. I love you and all, but not like that."

"Oh God, sorry. I guess I'm just used to it with Harry," I blushed in the darkness, embarrassed.

Abby got out of the bed. "Be right back." She went into the bathroom.

***

Niall's POV

I sat bolt upright. Someone had just stroked my hair.

"You're perfect, baby," Harry mumbled, scooting closer to me.

I scooted as far away as I could get and fell off the edge of the bed in the process of my frantic escape.

"HARRY!" I yelled quietly at him.

He looked at me. "Hm??"

"I am NOT Claudia! Quit trying to make a move on me!"

A laugh sounded from the other side of the room. I jumped up and assumed a ninja pose.

Abby came into view. She grabbed Harry by the leg and pulled him onto the ground. "Your girlfriend tried to cuddle with me. Enjoy." She hopped onto the bed and made herself comfortable.

I stared at her.

"Sleep in the bed, on the floor, I don't care," She said, falling asleep instantly.

I shrugged to myself and joined her.

***

Claudia's POV

A few minutes later, Harry got into bed next to me in place of Abby. I rolled over and rested my head on his chest.

"That's better," He said, kissing my forehead.

"Mhmmm," I breathed.

******

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER?!" I woke up the next morning to a shout that was definitely Zayn's. Harry was yanked roughly away from me, leaving me feeling bare. I heard an "Oof" from Harry and lifted my head up. He was sprawled out on the floor, with Zayn glaring down at him.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I'd like to know the same thing," Harry mumbled.

"He was, like, attacking you or something. Strangling you probably," Zayn said.