Replace Me (Sequel to No Foundations)

I'm All Gooey - Chapter 8

Remington's POV

I woke up the next morning with Harry squishing me. We kind of went at it last night and somehow we managed to fall asleep opposite of how we normally do. Usually I'm using him as a body pillow. His curls were digging into the side of my face and he was snoring lightly in my ear. I laughed lightly, shaking the both of us gently. My hand went up into his hair to massage his head and he barely stirred.

"Harry," I whispered in his ear, kissing it. "Baby I need you to wake up." I said, my hand going from his hair to rubbing his bareback. He hummed in pleasure.

"I don't wanna wake up." He said in his sexy morning voice, but he wouldn't move. I laughed lightly, shaking us both gently again.

"But you're squishing me!" I whined and he groaned. He rubbed his eyes and then propped himself up so that he was hovering over me.

"Better beautiful?" He asks, his face inches from mine. I smile and bite my lip.

"Almost." I say, putting my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a few gentle morning kisses. "Now I'm better." I say.

"Me too." He says, climbing off of me over to his side of the bed.

"I think you're making me all mushy." I smiled.

"I have no problem with this." He grabs my hand and kisses up my arm.

"Really though, I think you are. I didn't even find that cheesy!" I say and Harry looks at me with a fake shocked look on his face.

"Too bad the anniversary is over. I would've taken you to Paris or something." He teased.

"Shut up!" I laugh at him, getting up from the bed. He wolf whistles.

"My lady, you're still so fit." he shakes his head.

"Excuse me? What do you mean by still? And what? You don't think I know that?" I say with a wink as I walk into the bathroom to shower. I turn the water on and get in with a smile on my face. With how crazy my life is right now, it's sometimes hard for me to fathom how little moments like that with Harry make me forget everything. It's like we are back in the old flats, like nothing has changed, like my life isn't hectic.

A few moments later I get out of the shower and wrap myself in a towel. Harry is still in bed and I walk over to him and kiss him.

"What's that for?" He asked, a cheeky smile on his face.

"I was just thinking, I'm really lucky to have you." I say, kissing him again.

"Awh, you're so adorable this morning!" he winks and I laugh at him, shaking my head and walking to the closet to get a new outfit. I don't know what's got into me. I swear I fell more in love with him last night or something. It's hard to explain. After changing I walk back out to our room and Harry's in the shower, so I head downstairs to where Sasha is supposed to be staying. I walk down the giant hallways to the other side of the house practically and reach the guest bedroom, but she's not there. The bed doesn't even look like it's been slept in.
"Weird." I say to myself, thinking she must be in the kitchen or something. I walk downstairs to the living room and she's not there. Nobody seems to be in the house right now. What is going on? I walk into the kitchen and finally find Louis. "Hey Lou!" I smile and he greets me with a groan, taking another sip of his tea.

"Hangover?" I ask, trying not to smile at his misery. He grumbles. "Want me to make you my infamous hangover cure!" I ask, smiling cheekily.

"God. No." Sasha says as she walks into the room, an icepack on her head.

"There you are!" I say, laughing at her. She's my best friend. It's my job to laugh at her when she's in pain. "Are you really that Hung over? You had
the same amount as I did last night." I say, confused.