The first thing Harry feels when he wakes up is something pressing against his lower back. At first he thinks one of his pillows might have moved while he tossed in his sleep, but then he realizes that someone’s arm is around his waist. And then he realizes that Louis Tomlinson is actually spooning him, and the thing pressing into his back is actually Louis’ morning wood.
Harry’s heart leaps into his chest and his stomach flips as last nights’ events come flooding back to him. He tries wiggling away from Louis’ grip without waking him up.
Once he’s finally free and out of bed, Louis whines and turns on his stomach, not waking up. Harry’s not sure what he’s supposed to do next now that he’s out of bed, because this isn’t his house and last night’s clothes are sprawled across the room.
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