After about 10 minutes of peace, there's a knock on the door. Liam downs the remains of his coffee and makes his way to answer it.
"Good morning boys, I hope you are ready to get some work done today," Chris greets, earning no response from us.
I turn to look to Harry, who was stood straight, with his shoulders back defensively. His hair was long, framing his face, under a beanie. He looks pretty intimidating.
He caught me staring, gave me a discrete wink then looking back at Chris and company.
God, the things I want him to do to me...
Chris and the songwriting/recording crew set their stuff up on the large dining table, then scattered around to sit on one of the couches. Liam and Niall get up first, sitting in the two chairs.
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"Sit with me baby?" Harry whispered, grabbing my hand.
"Of course," I answer, following him to one of the couches, sitting as close as I can.
"Okay, what do you have for us?" Chris started the conversation.
"Harry?" Liam encouraged Harry to share the incredible songs.
"Here, I wrote them out. First pages are lyrics, following pages are piano keys for the first one, then chords for the second one. Second one needs a first verse," Harry handed Chris a folder, speaking monotone.
Chris opened the folder and took a moment to read over everything.
"You're handwriting is shit," Chris commented, earning an eye roll from Harry.
I don't know what brought out sassy Harry, but I am living for it.
"It looks good. We brought a keyboard, play the first one for us," Chris demanded. Harry made his way to the piano and played his beautiful song.
"Okay. Great. I'll give it to Will to divide it up, you'll probably sing most of it. Sounded great," Chris commented. We were all shocked to hear Chris say "great" twice in one comment.
"Thanks," Harry replied, stale tone.
"Okay, next," Chris passed Harry a guitar, and he played the next song.
"Like I said, need to write an opening verse before the chorus," Harry said after finishing his song. He puts the guitar down and comes back to sit with me.
"No problem, I'll get Greg on that. I am very impressed with this, great job guys," Chris nodded, surprising us with the compliments.
I pass Harry my water, knowing his throat is probably a bit sore from singing so early in the morning after taking a bit of time off. He gave a small smile and nodded in appreciation, sipping the water.
"Well, to be completely honest, I came here with the assumption that you would have absolutely nothing prepared. I am blown away with what you came up with, Nd we couldn't be happier. Greg will finish that song, and we will have Will divide them up. We're going to head out, great job guys," Chris dismissed himself, then him and his team left.
"No shit," Niall remarked with a smile on his lips.
"Fuck yes!" Liam cheered once the door shut behind everyone.
"Oh my god, I'm going back to bed," Harry sighed, stretching his arms over his head.
"I'm coming," I state, following him upstairs, earning laughs from Niall and Liam.
"How's your back?" I ask once we get to our bed, which we didn't sleep in last night.
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"Hurts, but I'm okay baby," Harry said, stripping his shirt and flopping into bed on his side.
"You take medicine?" I questioned, slipping into bed next to him.
"Mmhm, come 'ere babe," he sighed, reaching out for me. I snuggled into his chest, and he pulled me close.
"'m so tired love," He spoke after a moment in a gentle, raspy voice.
"I know, sweetheart. Go back to sleep," I cooed, stroking his back between his shoulders.
"I love you," he whispered against the top of my head, then leaving a kiss.
"I love you more," I answered.
**
I laid with him for about 30 minutes, then I decided to get up. I don't know how he was able to fall asleep after all that coffee, but I am wide awake now. I gently slip put of bed so I don't wake him, and head downstairs to see Niall and Liam.
"Hey, not going back to bed?" Liam asked, looking at his phone and sipping coffee.
"No, coffee woke me up. What's up?" I asked, taking a seat on the couch opposite of him and Niall.
"Same. Can't go back to bed after coffee," Niall replied.
Just as Liam was about to say something, his phone rang.
"Ugh, it's Chris," Liam groaned before answering, "Hello?"
"Liam, hello. BBC wants you guys to do a live performance. A car will be there to pick you up tomorrow around 3:30, Ciao," Chris rambled into the phone, then abruptly hung up.
"What the fuck?" Niall confusedly complained.
"We're going to sound like shit," I laughed, taking a sip from my water from earlier.
"Oh my god this sucks," Liam complained, throwing his phone on the floor.
"What sucks?" Harry asked, rubbing his eyes while walking down the stairs. I opened my arms up for him to come sit with me. He laid on his side, putting his head on my lap. I massaged his head, gently playing with his overgrown curls.
"We have to perform at BBC tomorrow night," Niall groaned.
"Oh, ew," Harry answered, making me giggle and my annoyance dissolve. "We are going to be trash. Well, I will be anyway,"
"We were just talking about how rough we're going to be," I said, tucking strands of hair behind his ear.
"Well, I mean, fuck," Harry sighed, laughing lightly.
"Yeah, it is what it is I guess," I commented, shrugging.
"Louis you probably shouldn't, but I have an edible if you want to get high. But uh, you guys want to smoke?" Niall offered.
"Yeah, I'll grab my bong," Liam hurried to his feet and ran out of the room.
"Absolutely, please," Harry sat up, rubbing his face.
"I'd really like an edible Ni, thank you,"
(A/N the next chapter is gonna be so funny omg i cant wait A/N)
