Restless [Reckless Sequel] || Harry Styles AU (DISCONTINUED)

7: exhausted

He responded with an equal amount of urgency, grunting in pleasure. He ended up on his back while I straddled his waist.

We were interrupted when his phone started ringing on the nightstand with an irritating buzzing and default tone.

"No," he groaned against my mouth.

I giggled, but we continued our heated kiss. Eventually, the ringing stopped.

Then it started up again.

I pulled my lips from his and trailed them down his jaw. "You know that's Jane, and she won't stop calling until one of us picks up," I said in between kisses.

I rolled onto my back, earning a dramatic sigh from Harry as he blindly reached over to answer his phone.

I absentmindedly played with the hem of my shirt while Harry got up from the bed and left the room.

Jane must really be chewing him out.

I quickly got bored and got up to retrieve my phone from across the room. I checked my home screen, and a weird feeling overcame me when I saw the date. June 10th had no significance to me, but something was still nagging at me. Was I supposed to do something? Is there a TV show airing tonight? Did I forget to wish someone a happy birthday?

The realization hit me so hard that I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe. Tears welled up in my eyes and a sob threatened to escape me.

How could I have forgotten?

My mother's birthday was four days ago, and I missed it.
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Pasadena, CA
5:00 AM, June 9th, 2015
(9 days until album release)

Jess

Meredith walked into the tour bus that had been rented to us for our round of interviews we were making today.

"Where's your boy toy?" she hummed.

I rubbed the sleep (or lack of) from my eyes. I motioned my head towards the couch in front of me where Harry slept. He lied, curled in, across the cushions, and his arms wrapped around a large stuffed teddy bear I'd received from a fan not that long ago.

It was truly the most adorable sight, and it only made me fall in love with him even harder.

Mere chuckled. "Get much rest last night?"

I shook my head. "I-uh-couldn't sleep and he stayed up with me."

She frowned. "Why couldn't you sleep?"

Harry walked back in from the bathroom. His head was tilted downwards as he worked at the strings of his sweatpants.

"I think we could watch that one mov - " He looked up, his forehead creasing in worry. "Jess? What's wrong?"

My shock was still evident in my tone. "T-today's the eighth."

Harry waited for me to elaborate.