Lovely Madness // h.s. au

15. Surprise

"Riley! Harry! Riley!" The loud burst of my name jolted me out of my sleep.

 I slowly peeled my eyes open and saw a rough outline of Simone's small body in front of me. 

"What is it?" I groaned.

 "Are you alright?" Harry's dry morning voice was so... fuck. 

I forgot how attractive it sounded. But one thing was for sure, it sounded kind of loud. 

"I need my clothes wash," she grabbed my foot. 

"Your clothes washed? Right this second?" I rubbed my eyes and scratched my head. 

Then I realized my other arm wouldn't move. Did something happen to it? I looked down and my head ran into something hard.

 "Ow!" I yelled. 

Harry was in a similar position to mine, gripping his forehead. I looked at him and followed a trail down his body. Now I understood. Parts of my body were entangled with his. That's not right. 

"How the hell," I muttered quietly.

 I guess Harry was awake now because he looked at me, down at us, then out at Simone. His arm had fallen more around me and his hand was now resting on my lower back. Once he noticed, he slid his arm away and I sat up straight. Basically I was laying into him, the same way Simone had to me. 

"Oops," he muttered. 

"No one is listening to me! I'm gonna go color!" Simone said. 

She sharply turned and stormed back to her room. Drama queen. I started to pull myself away from Harry, and climb off the couch. Once I was standing, I stretched my arms out and tucked my hair behind my ear. Harry stood up next to me and wiped his face. 

"Maybe this is a sign," Harry said. 

I looked at him and frowned. 

"The hell are you talking about?" 

Either it was just one of those irritable mornings, or my period was about to start soon. Either way, I could feel my inner bitchy goddess scratching at the door, ready to bust out. I stepped past him and stumbled into the kitchen.

 "I keep fucking up, we end up a little too close to each other... It's a sign," he said following me. 

I opened the fridge and pulled out the orange juice. 

"A sign that I should kick you out?" I threw him a sarcastic smile and he rolled his eyes. 

"A sign that you need me," he replied.

I froze in my spot right then, my dream suddenly flooding back to me. I turned around and grabbed a cup. 

"I was just kidding, no need to freak out," Harry's voice came closer to me.

 I set the jug down and turned to him as he came and stood next to me.

 "Where did you want to take us?" I muttered. 

"There isn't really a name for it. I had a client meet me there one time and I think under different circumstances it'd be really nice to visit," he explained. 

I thought more about my dream, everything that had happened. It scared me how real it felt and it scared me knowing that Harry was the type of person to pull a stunt like that when I'm out of the comfort of my own home.

 "In Washington?" I asked. 

He nodded, and grabbed the jug of juice. 

"It's probably only like an hour away from here. I think you'll like it, it reminded me of Hollywood but more mountains and less buildings," he said putting the juice back in the fridge.