Remember Me

Chapter 27

David's POV:

Watching as Hannah lay asleep peacefully beside me brought me the sort of urge to just let her stay sleeping, not waking her up to get ready in order to catch our flight back to London in a couple of hours. But due to the fact that we only had this suite occupied for possibly just another hour or so I really was not left with an option, I had to wake her up. Thus leaning on my bellows behind her I softly stroked her cheek as she faced me, peppering kisses all along her uncovered shoulder in order to wake her in the easiest of ways. To which she eventually responded to me, with light moans escaping her lips as she continued dreaming. “Babe, you need to get up.” Whispering softly in her ear she only groaned, seemingly disagreeing to me.

The way in which she scrunched her face up over my repetitiveness in trying to wake her up forced a shy laugh to escape from my lips, noticing that the brunette beside me had a rather evident look of frustrating and annoyance sculpting her face from being woken up from her deep sleep. Flipping onto her back Hannah brought her hands up to her eyes, rubbing them vigorously while letting groan come from her in doing so. “Can I just have five more minutes, please?” Pleading with an annoyed tone to match the look upon her face previous I again let another laugh come from my lips in seeing her so grouchy towards me, she really is far from a morning person as you can tell. “Don’t laugh David it’s not my fault I barely got any sleep.”

“Oh come on now you can’t blame that on me, I did say we didn’t have to stay out with the guys for long. We could have just showed our faces and spent a couple of hours at the bar if you would have preferred it.” Looking at Hannah as I rested on my front I noticed her simply brushing her hand aside, somewhat annoyed by the matter. So standing up I walked around to her side of the bed, sitting beside her on the mattress. “You can sleep on the plane if you still feel tired anyway so come on, get yourself up so we can leave.” And with that I brought my face further down towards her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips once she finally removed her hands from her face before standing up and walking inside the bathroom to get ready.

“Ugh I hate you so much sometimes David.” Complaining in an annoyed tone of voice to me as I started washing my face in the bathroom with the door wipe opened I let another laugh slip from my lips, shaking my head from how grouchy Hannah already was being today. And I know for a fact that if she cannot seem to shift this mood elsewhere, then it really is going to be one hell of a long day. A day where I really do not want to be within distance of this woman, especially as every bad little thing which could happen will be blamed on me and me only. “You couldn’t have just let me have five minutes more sleep could you? Oh no, of course you couldn’t because you love to see me fucking suffer whenever I’m overly tired!”

Walking back into the main area of the suite where Hannah was as my toothbrush hung out of my mouth I looked at her, noticing as she already had her make-up done and proceeding in getting changed. “You are joking Hannah, aren’t you?” Narrowing my eyes at her as she looked up at me I received a shake of the head, forcing me to sigh heavily and roll my eyes over the way she was being. “Oh come on this isn’t my fault, I said we could leave whenever you wanted last night so we could get some sleep for our flight later but you didn’t want to leave. So how exactly is this my fault then?” Resting my hand on my hip, I looked at her still.

Crouching down onto the floor Hannah leant back to kneel down, holding her head between her hands as she let a breathy sigh out into them. “Oh David I’m so sorry.” Keeping her face hidden from me still she sat back further, resting her back against the bed while holding her head in her hands. To which my immediate reaction was to kneel down beside her while my hands rest softly on her knees, still with my toothbrush hanging to the side of my mouth and toothpaste all around my lips. As the contact of my hand was evident to her it really did not take long at all until she removed her hands from her face, looking up at me in tears which immediately concerned me. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me today, I really do hate it.”