Beside You [GML Book 2]

Chapter 11 - Saying Goodbye

Harry POV

Waking up with a hangover is horrible, waking up to loud banging on the front door while being hung over is even worse. I was laying peacefully in bed with Marie, my arms wrapped tightly around her waist and her head was nuzzled into the crook of my neck. The only sound to be heard was the song of our soft rhythmic breathing.

*knock*Knock*knock*

I loosened my grip on Marie's waist and slowly started to sit up trying to shake the feeling of my head spinning.

"M-make it stop!" Marie groaned as she buried her face deeper under the covers.

"It's your flat you go get it" I whispered back, she mumbled something and this lifted her hands from under the covers and flicked me off "Marieeeee!" She just waved her hand towards the door and I sighed in defeat.

No way in hell is she waking up.

I slid out of bed and pulled on my boxers, a pair of trackies and started walking through the door.

"I know you're in there" Some one singsonged through the door "C'mon I've got a surprise!"

I slowly pulled the door open and there stood my sister with her hair messily piled atop her head in just a jumper and a pair of jeans.

"Gemma, it's bloody 9 in the morning. Why are you here?" She shrugged and shoved her way passed me and into Marie's flat and started walking back to the bedroom. "Wait  Gemma, she's got no clothes on"

"Marie! Time to get up I've got plans for us" Gemma started roughly shaking Marie's shoulder "C'mon!"

Marie whimpered some incoherant words but that didn't stop Gemma from being an annoyinh twat and straddling her waist so she could get a better grip on her shoulders. "Maria MA-RE-UH! She reminds me of a west side story" Gemma started singing (poorly I might add)

"I'm up, I'm up..." Marie mumbled not realizing who was on top of her yet "Har- GEMMA! Gemma get off get off I'm naked under here!" She shrieked wrapping her duvet tighter around her body.

Gemma laughed and rolled off of her and walked to her chest-of-drawers and pulled out a pair of trackies and a black t-shirt and through them to Marie. "Get dress, we've got somewhere to be in..." Gemma glanced at her watch "twenty minutes, lets go!" Gemma crossed her arms over her chest and looked between Marie and the clothes sitting on her bed

"Well, I'm not getting dressed in front of you Gemma!" Marie blushed pulling the covers over her face.

Gemma rolled her eyes and grabbed my wrist pulling me out of the room with her "She said you not me Gemma, and why are you taking her anyway? This is our last day before I goto America and she goes to bloody fucking Paris!"

"Shut up Harry, you'll think me later"

"No, I won't!"

"Yeah sure sure. MARIE LETS GO!" Gemma yelled pulling her shoulder bag on and walked towards the door, "See you in a few hours baby brother" Gemma cooed rolling her eyes 

Seconds later Marie came running out of the room tugging her white vans and pulling a beanie on her head, she was wearing lose fitting gray trackies a lose fitting black t-shirt and her hair was sticking up in ever direction and yet, she was still the most beautiful person I had ever seen. She started to run passed me but I quickly caught her wrist and pulled her into me wrapping her in a tight hug.

She sighed and returned the hug pulling me tightly against her body, "I hope your sister doesn't kill me today" Marie whispered into my neck

"Heard that!" Gemma grumbled from behind us