The Second Time Around

Chapter Twenty-Four

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Chapter Twenty-Four (Lucy’s Perspective)

I wake up and I’m smushed into the mattress in a rather uncomfortable manner. Somehow during the night, I had rolled onto my stomach despite Harry lying on me. Now my boobs are sore and I have a crick in my neck and I have a very solid Harry on my back. I turn my head as much as I can to get a look at him. He’s completely knocked out still, and when I shift my weight around to shake him, I see that he is nowhere close to waking up. I sigh and drop my face back onto the pillow in frustration.

I gather my palms beneath me and push myself up, desperate to get up and relieve my bladder. My elbows shake under the weight and I find myself chuckling slightly at my predicament. Especially when he doesn’t wake up or fall or roll off of me like I had thought he would. He just drapes over my back like a blanket, arms dangling on either side of my ribcage. I grin to myself as an idea crosses my mind.

As soon as I regain my strength, I push off of the mattress and to the side, causing Harry to fall against the bed, finally waking up with a yelp as I land with my back to his chest.

“OW!” He yells. “What the Hell?!”

“You wouldn’t wake up!” I laugh, rolling off of him.

“So you decide to body slam me?!”

“No, I just flipped you off of my back!” I return, hurriedly slipping from the bed and sprinting across the room to the bathroom.

“Yeah, ‘cause that makes sense,” I hear him grumble before rolling onto his stomach and burying himself into the pillows once again.

Once I’m finished in the bathroom, I get up to change out of my pajama sweats and into a pair of different sweatpants and a long sleeved running shirt. I check the time on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand and see that it’s pretty early- only 8:34. I decide to head downstairs to get myself something to eat.

As I’m walking down the hallway to the elevator, I run into Niall and Zayn.

“’Morning, guys!” I greet them cheerfully. “What are you two up to?”

“Well, I already ate breakfast, so I’m going back to my room to sleep some more before I start my day,” Niall explains, rubbing his full stomach contentedly.

“And he woke me up because he’s an idiot and I couldn’t get back to sleep, so now I’m going to eat breakfast, too. Care to join me?” Zayn asks after rolling his light brown eyes at Niall. I chuckle and nod.

“I’d love to!” I gush, hooking my arm around his and allowing him to lead me to the elevator.