I Will Survive... with Louis Tomlinson?

Chapter 9.

Scarlett's POV

I smell fresh coffee, the birds are singing and there is quiet humming in my ear, could this morning get any better? I would have happily stayed in my comfortable position all day until I realised my pillow was breathing. I opened my eyes slightly, only to squeeze them shut again.

"Why is my face in your chest?" I murmured into Harry's bare chest.

"Apparently you wanted to cuddle last night." He chuckled causing a vibration in his chest. I was about to pull back when I noticed something else.

"How the heck did we end up like this?" I asked shocked, as I moved my head away from his chest. It had just occurred to me our legs were wrapped tightly around each other, we couldn't get any closer if we tried.

"You mean you don't remember?" He gasped. I shot him and unimpressed look and wriggled out of his grasp so I was now lying on my side of the bed.

"I was lying right on the edge of the bed, how the heck did I managed to bury my face against your chest?" I asked in disbelief.

"Beats me, I woke up just before you." He sighed leaning back onto the bed, resting his head on his arms. "I'm not complaining though." He winked. I narrowed my eyes at him before proceeding to hit him in the face several times with a pillow.

"Still like me now?" I questioned in between hitting him. He quickly grabbed the pillow out of my hands and sent his stupid smirk in my direction.

"Nice bed hair." He winked.

"What?" I gasped, eyes extremely wide.

"Yep." He replied popping the 'p' before hitting me with the pillow. I reached over him to grab the pillow back, every time I lunged forward he would hold the pillow further out of my reach.

"Harry." I whined getting annoyed. "Give me the damn pillow." I demanded reaching out for it. I was practically lying across his lap at this point.

"Hmm...I don't think I will." He smirked holding it even further out of reach. I reached one last time but failed miserably and landed on his lap, as he sat up against the headboard smirking at me.

"Knock knock knock." Kendall shouted through the door, without actually knocking at all.

"One minute!" I shouted back trying to get off Harry's lap.

"It's fine, come in!" He shouted back.

"Harry." I hissed but the door swung open as he pulled me up, so I was sat in between his legs, his arms wrapped round my waist. I could tell he was smirking and I wasn't even looking at him. I was concentrating on Kendall and the other boys as they all rushed into the room. She was carrying a tray of what appeared to be a spread of breakfast items.

"Did you sleep well?" She winked at me.

"No." I huffed.

"We slept like two babies." Harry beamed.

"Totally." I muttered under my breath.

"Well I bought you two love birds breakfast, just a way to say happy 2 month anniversary." She gleamed.

"Yep, happy 2 month anniversary!" Liam shouted behind her, I sent daggers into his skull which only caused him to laugh, along with the others. Except Louis, he looked like he was sucking on a sour lemon.

"So did you have fun last night?" She leant over and whispered to me. I gave her a confused look until I clicked onto what she meant.

"We went straight to sleep." I stated in a matter of fact tone.