Meet Again x NH

eight.

Scarlet

I was awoken by the buzzing of my cell phone on the table next to the bed.
I groaned as I reached for it but could barely move due to the weight that was pressed against my right side of my body.

I looked down to find Wesley sleeping on half of my body, his legs sprawled out under him.
I gently shifted him so I could reach for my phone.

Harold Darling: are you okay?? I'm at your apartment and you're not answering? Are you okay?. H.

Harold Darling: okay seriously?! Where are you? You're not answering. It's past 2pm. You never sleep until this late. Okay I'm lying. Call me. H.

Harold Darling: I trust that you're okay. Please just call me. I'm worried. H.

The last message was sent a minute ago. I decided to call him instead of texting him to ease his worry. I slowly slipped out from the covers, trying my best not to wake up the two sleeping bodies next to me. I grabbed my glasses before I snuck out of the room and downstairs. I lifted my phone to my ear as I walked to the living room.

"Oh thank goodness you're okay! I suspected you were asleep. Can you open up already?! I have coffee and cupcakes." Harry rambled into the phone as soon as he answered.

"Well hello to you too." I shook my head.

"It's ten minutes to 3 o clock. How long do you sleep for? Do you not have work to go to? It's a Thursday. You never miss a day of work."

"I'm not at home, Harry. I already texted Rachel and told her I won't be in today. She's sent me all the work to do later. Stop stressing."

Harry was always overprotective and always worried whether I was alright. I was a year younger than he was so it was always assumed that he saw me as his younger sister. I didn't mind. It was comforting.

"Where are you? Since when do you sleep elsewhere! Oh and I'm sorry I didn't check with you before I gave Niall your number." He apologised.

"It's alright. Thank you though. You helped to be honest."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm at Niall's. There was a whole thing last night and I'll explain at a later stage when I see you."

"You didn't sleep with him did you?! I mean, it'll be great because it's about damn time you two got over yourselves and it can fina-"

"Ew, God no Harry. Shut up." I cut him off. "I didn't sleep with Niall. And not in that way anyway. It's a long story."

"Okay, okay. As long as you're safe and okay. I'll see you later. I'm going to come over later so you need to be home. Goodbye." And with that he hung up.

"He gives you shit too doesn't he?" I heard Niall's voice behind me, causing me to jump from the sudden noise.

I laughed softly. "Never stops." I shook my head. "But he's a good friend. Wouldn't change it for the world."

"That's true. Can I make you breakfast? Or do you still not have breakfast?" He asked.

"I'm always in a rush but considering it's so late, some cereal will be okay. Thank you."

"Right on it."

"Urhm, do you mind if I take a shower?" I asked him as he walked into the kitchen.

"Not at all. Go ahead. Towels and everything are upstairs." He told me, smiling.

"Thank you." I said and headed upstairs to the guest bedroom.