Annabel
That next morning, the pitter-patter of rain coming down and a loud crack of thunder awoke me from my sleep. Well, I guess it wasn't exactly morning. When I looked at my phone, the screen read 12:47 P.M.
I also had a text message from Josh that made a huge smile appear on my face.
From: Josh
Good morning beautiful. :) i cant wait to see you again!
Wasn't he just the sweetest thing? I quickly texted back.
From: Annabel
Sorry it took so long to reply! slept in :p me either, love! <3 x
I hopped out of bed and headed for the bathroom where I did the normal morning routine. I'm sure I don't have to explain.
The rain was continuing to fall hard and showed no signs of letting up anytime soon. I headed out to the sitting room where Harry layed fast asleep on the couch. His arm was strung over to the side, his face smashed against it, his curls flowing across the pillow.
I smirked and decided I needed to get a little revenge on him from interrupting me the night before.
I leaned down close to his ear, nibbling on it a little.
"Harrrrryyy," I cooed, in an attempt of a sexy voice. "Wake up, sleepyhead." I trailed my fingers up and down his flexed back, goosebumps rising across his skin. I'm almost positive he was imagining Lyla or something. He began to stir awake, and as I continued to touch him, his eyes shot wide open.
He looked at me, a smirk on my face, and looked down. He then shot up off of the couch coveringhimself while running to the bathroom.
"What the hell, Annabel! You know I'm sensitive in the mornings!" he shouted from the inside the door as I was hunched over, laughing. I was laughing so hard my eyes began to water.
I composed myself a few moments later and answered, "That's for last night, prick!"
"For fuck sake, what am I suppose to do now?" he exclaimed.
"Um, fix it maybe?" I giggled, turning on the tv to the weather channel, turning the volume up extremely loud so I wouldn't hear anything. If you know what I mean.
I could be such a bitch sometimes. Oh well!
The weather reported that the entire day was looking to be a long, rainy day. That it is best to just stay indoors for the rain wasn't going to stop.
Yay... Not.
That's when I realized, where was everyone else? Liam, Zayn, Niall, Louis, Emily? I checked the rooms and they were nowhere to be seen. I slumped down on the couch getting ready to text them, when Harry appeared out of the bathroom, his problem apparently now resolved.
I realized then how cute he looks when he wakes up. His hair was a jumbled mess, his voice scratchy, and his eyes tired looking. He was shirtless as he was just in a pair of sweats.
Over time, Harry had began working out, and it definitely did him good. He was never fat, but he was never exactly the muscular type. I think he began to feel a little insecure, so he started going to the gym. Now, he has a six pack and those muscle things guys get on the sides.
