『 the sound of you and i 』 ➤ the first "sounds" book

♔ Ⅸ ｐ．３ ∞ 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍 ♔

I wake up with a yawn and smile as I realise Harley's eyes are still closed. I glance around gingerly, not wanting to wake my best friend, and I notice Adam's up and moving about. It's only then that I also take in the smell. Bacon, eggs; he's making breakfast. He's an angel.

I yawn a bit and I think I make some noise because Adam looks over at me and smiles. I notice someone else move and glance over; Lovelle's standing at the door, a shirt and almost non-existent shorts on, and a lit cigarette is wedged between her fingers. Tiffany walks over to her and wraps her arms around her waist from behind, hugging her as Lovelle takes a drag from the death stick. I forgot she smoked.

Oscar and Oli are still asleep, well, Oscar is anyway. I think Oliver stirred but I know they love cuddling so he's probably hesitant to escape his brother's arms. Parker is still passed out on the couch. We all look like a state, even though Adam, Oliver, Tiffany and I are the only ones that didn't get drunk.

Harley moves and I look quickly to him, smiling as his eyes open. "Morning, sunshine," I mumble and he lets out a croaky laugh.

"Morning," he mumbles back. "What time is it?"

I check my phone which I'd slipped under my pillow last night. "Quarter past six."

"You're fucking kidding!" His eyes widen and he slams a hand over his mouth; we all know Harley isn't fond of swearing. "Sorry, I must still be a bit out of it. I just-.. it's so early!"

I nod with a small laugh. "We always get up early when we stay here, we like to watch the sun rise."

He smiles a little and nods slowly. "I know, I remember..."

"I keep forgetting that you used to come with us all the time here."

"Only because I don't drink."

"Okay, but-"

"No defences!"

I grin a bit and let out a small laugh, rolling my eyes. I smile as Adam comes over and leans against the wall beside us. "Someone got a hangover?" He asks, and Harley smiles softly as he realises Adam's forgiven him already.

"Maybe."

"Want some painkillers?"

"Please."

Adam nods, but before he moves, he looks back to Har. "It's okay, y'know," he mutters. "I could tell you were going through something. We all get like that sometimes. It's nice to have you back."

"And it's nice to have you full stop. I wasn't around when you joined the group."

"Harvey's part of it, too."

"I know. I text him last night."

My eyes widen. "When?" Adam takes that as his cue to leave and get the painkillers.

"I woke up at about three, hence me being annoyed about waking up so early."

"What did you say?"

"I told him I was sorry, I explained that I was depressed and I asked for his forgiveness."

"What'd he say?"

"He asked me to call him. I got up and did just that. We talked and he told me he was sorry for whatever he did and I told him that it was all my fault. He cried."

"I..- oh."

"He's okay with me now. We sorted things out."

"I'm glad."

We smile at each other and Adam comes back over, giving Harley a glass of freshly-squeezed orange juice and two painkillers. "Thank you," Harley mumbles and Adam just smiles, telling us that breakfast will be ready in five.