Before She Falls

Chapter 51

I wake up abruptly to a loud noise and I instantly perk up. Harry's arm is draped over my stomach and I'm careful when I shift under it so I don't wake him. Then, a noisy thump rumbles through the wall again and I'm surprised when I look to my side to see Harry's eyelids peacefully closed with his slightly slightly parted. I prop myself on my elbows and try to figure out what the sound is, but my body starts to feel achey and I don't feel like supporting my own weight at all. So I roll over into my side and cuddle back into Harry's slender, but comforting body. I take a long look at his sleeping face and it looks like he's seventeen again; his hair is curlier than usual as it floods over onto his forehead, his cheeks look puffy because of how relaxed he is, and the light stubble above his lip is completely gone, he must have shaved yesterday. I hear the loud thumping a third time and that's when I finally come up with a theory for what the sound coming through the walls could be...Louis and Eleanor. I check the time and it's 10:32am. According to Harry, whenever the boys have a show and Eleanor comes to visit, her and Louis always have morning sex the day after the performance. It's become sort of like a tradition, I guess, whenever they wake up they get right to it. I close my eyes and snuggle my face into Harry's chest, but as soon as my muscles all start to relax, the noise shakes through the wall and distracts me from falling back asleep.

After five minutes of attempting to ignore the thumping, I roll off of the bed and lay Harry's arm down on the mattress, in place of my waist. I pull my t-shirt down to cover the top of my thighs and tiptoe over to the opposite side of the room and then place the side of my head up next to the hotel wall. I hear a monstrosity of curse words thundering from the room adjacent to Harry's as well as a couple bangs; like something slamming against the wall. I hope this doesn't look as creepy as it seems, me listening to Louis and El. I cup my hand over my ear, like in the movies, so I can actually hear the moans vibrating through the wall barrier. It's just so intriguing to witness other couples fucking. Are they like Harry and I? I doubt it, it sounds a lot rougher than Harry and I would ever be. It also seems like Louis is ten times louder than Harry is in bed.

"Hm" I hear a mumble behind me and glance back at the bed where Harry's eyes are halfway open.

He brings one of the white pillows into his bare chest and then props himself up on his elbows. His tired eyes droop in a hazy daze and his lips are closed into a slight smile.

"Hey" his voice is crackly from his sleepy throat. "Come back and cuddle."

"Haz, Louis and El are-" I start to explain to him the short story of the beginning of my morning but he doesn't want to hear it right now.

"Come over here" he cuts me off and motions me to join him back on his bed.

The banging on the walls continue and I look to Harry to see if he had heard the sounds that were just made. I stare into Harry's eyes as they travel around the room for a couple of seconds, a bit confused, but his face finally makes an expression of realization.

"They're such animals" Harry chuckles and pulls me into him by my waist.

"How'd you sleep?" I ask as we both stare into each other's faces.

"Fantastic, and you?" He taps his pointer finger against the tip of my nose.

"Great" I give him a closed-mouth smile. "I'm going out to eat with the Payne's for lunch."

"You already have lunch plans?" Harry sounds concerned as well as confused.

"Yes, why?"

"I guess we'll just have to steal you for dinner then" Harry looks off into space and I can see his eyes not focusing on anything.

"What do you mean?"

"Gemma, mum, and I are taking you out to dinner tonight at six o'clock, so you better be free" he threatens me with a faux stern-look on his face.