That One Night Sequel

A sequel to That One Night.
The return of someone makes things for Harry and Sarah's relationship not what they seem...
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11. Chapter 10



My eyes shot open as I heard an alarm going off. I groaned and tried to turn it off but couldn't move. There was a heavy arm lay over my chest. I slowly turned to face Harry, who's eyes were still closed as he was breathing slowly. I kiss him lightly on the nose.

Eventually he opens his eyes and groans. "My head hurts," he mumbles.

"I bet it bloody does! Come on get off me, you have a flight to catch," I tell him, struggling to get up. His grip on my body tightens and pulls me closer towards him.

"I don't want to leave without you," he whispers into my ear.

"And I don't want you to leave without me," I reply. I stare into his eyes as his trace my face.

"How do you do it?" He asks me.

"Do what?" I reply confused. 

He smiles and says "wake up looking so beautiful."

I scoff at his statement. "You're so cheesy!" I tell him sitting up. His hand doesn't move from my waist. I move my face inches away from his.

"Let me go," I whisper and kiss him lightly. He kisses me back and I feel his arm slide away from my waist and up to my face. I jump out of bed quickly before he can catch me again.

"Gotcha!" I shout. He groans and pulls the covers over his head.  "Get up! Cat will be here any minute!" I yell at him.

Cat was their manager and she hated being late. She was a strict mother and also strict with the boys but she was a lively person and always meant well. I left the room, grabbed two cups of water, and two sets of paracetamol.

I slowly open Louis door and find him sprawled out across his bed. I creep up to him and put the drink and tablets down on the table. I carry on inching towards him until I'm close to his ear.

"Louis," I whisper. He groans in his sleep and turns away from me. He's asking for it. I walk to the end of his bed and grab the bottom of his duvet.

"Louis!" I shout, swiftly pulling the duvet off him.

"ARGGGGHH!" He shouts, sitting up in bed. He rubs his eyes. "That was so uncalled for Sarah!" He complains. But I couldn't stop laughing. I indicate to the things next to him and leave the room, taking the other set to Harry's room. 

I find him still lay under the covers snoring loudly.

"HARRY! Cat is here!" I yell, making Harry jump, which makes him fall out of bed and drop into the floor. I hold my sides, trying to catch my breath from laughing. Harry stands up and flicks his hair.

"Not funny," he says, pouting.

"Love ya!" I say, bouncing out of the room.

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