Stuck : A One Direction Fan Fiction

Part 27

Part 27

It’s morning and the sun is shining through the cracks in my blinds right onto my face.  I grab my pillow and burry my head underneath it.  This helps me keep the sun out of my eyes but now I am hot and it’s hard to breathe under there.  Harry could sleep through a bomb going off so he is still sleeping.  From the rustling I can hear going on downstairs it sounds like whoever stayed over are now up.  I can hear Niall talking about breakfast and Zayn telling him to talk softer.  Oh yeah, and I had sex last night.

I’m not one to kiss and tell so I won’t go into details but you would think two drunk people wouldn’t have rhythm but we got it.  It was like we knew exactly what to do.  It was nothing I was expecting and everything I could have ever wished for.  I’ll let Harry sleep, I should go entertain my guests.

I throw on some shorts, a sports bra, and a tank top.  I’m feeling super casual today.  I slowly make my way downstairs.  Lou and Eleanor are sitting on the couch watching tv.  There are a few guys still sleeping on the floor in front of them.  Zayn and Niall are bickering in the kitchen.  I sit down next to Lou on the couch.  “Good morning,” I groggily say.

“Not as good as last night was though, am I right?” Lou says while raising his eyebrows up and down.  Eleanor elbows him in the side.

“You could hear us?” I ask as I put my head in my hands in embarrassment. 

“This is an old place. The walls are thin.  Don’t worry about it.  We’re all happy for you.” He raises his hand up to high five me, I reluctantly slap him five.

“Wait a minute, all?  You all heard?” Eleanor nods her head yes.  “Oh god!” How embarrassing.

“Yes that’s one thing we heard.” I give him a dirty look and smack him on the leg.  “I’m sorry I couldn’t resist.  I wont say another word.”

I quickly leave the room and go help Niall and Zayn in the kitchen before they burn the place down.  They’re trying to decide if they should make pancakes or waffles.  “Pancakes, I don’t have a waffle maker,” I say as I begin to take the ingredients out of the fridge.

“How do you not have a waffle maker?  What if you’re craving waffles?” Niall asks, seriously sounding concerned.

“Then I’d just go to the diner and order waffles. It doesn’t really come up that often.  I appreciate your concern though.” I hand Niall a pan and leave him and Zayn to take care of breakfast.

When I get back into the living room Harry is awake and he and Lou are messing with one of the guys who is still passed out on the floor.  “If he pukes you two are cleaning it up!”

Harry walks over to me and gives me a hug. “Mornin’ babe,” he says in my ear.

“Get a room you love birds!” Lou says as he pats Harry on the back on his way to the kitchen.  “I can’t believe you’re trusting these two in your kitchen.” We all laugh.

Once Eleanor joins the boys in the kitchen I grab Harry’s hand and pull him to the far end of the living room.  “They all know we had sex last night,” I whisper.

“And that’s a problem?” he asks with a smirk.  He’s probably amused that I am making a big deal of it.

“It’s a little embarrassing to think they all heard us.”

“You, they heard you.  I knew to be quiet,” he jokes.  I playfully hit him. “Come on, let’s get some breakfast.  We have a busy day ahead of us.” I stop in my tracks.  This is news to me. “Don’t worry, it’s just some interviews about the upcoming tour and album.”

“Oh is that all?” I say as I roll my eyes.  I can tell he wants me to go but I think it’ll be like throwing me out to a pack of hungry wolves.

“Dont worry,” he says and kisses my forehead.  Easy for him to say, they love him.  To them I am the cougar in training devil woman who moved from the states to take their precious Harry away from them.