Lauren To Lozza Pt 08

Lozza's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling a wave of nausea wash over me. My head was pounding, and my mouth was dry. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my head, making me fall back onto the pillow. As I lay there, I became aware of a presence beside me. I turned my head to see Harry fast asleep. My heart sank as I realised where I was and what had happened. I slept with Harry. I couldn't believe it. What was I thinking? I thought back to everything from last night. I had lost my virginity to Harry. I had always thought that my first time would be special, with someone who I'd been with for ages, maybe even loved. But instead, it was a drunken night with someone I barely knew.

I slowly got out of bed, trying not to wake Harry. I stumbled to the bathroom, feeling like I was going to throw up at any moment. I put the plug in the sink and filled it, splashing my face was doing nothing. I ended up dunking my head in. It was the worst hangover I've had so far; I needed Becky's shakes. As I looked in the mirror, I was a wreck. My eyes were bloodshot, my makeup I'd already scrubbed off, my blonde hair was all over the place. I placed my hand on the sink for balance.

I slowly made my way back to the bedroom, trying to come up with a plan. Harry was still sleeping, oblivious to the world. God, what should I do? Calling one of the girls for a change of clothes seemed the best option out of all bad solutions; I couldn't go home in last night's dress and do a walk of shame. Harry had a little football clock and it was still early, maybe if I went back to sleep I'd feel better, in fact I couldn't feel worse, I wasn't going to get into bed completely naked, I opened his wardrobe and grabbed the first t-shirt I could and threw it on, I would have put on pants but more nausea hit me when I was thinking where my knickers were, I realized I'd let Harry take them off on the couch, I covered my mouth and managed not to throw up all over his clothes and kept any vomit from coming up.

Right, I needed to lie down. I got on the bed face down, hoping my stomach would settle, my head was spinning, I closed my eyes, I only needed a quick nap, someone would get me clothes and I'd head home, if anyone was up I'd say I stayed in Jess's as she was drunk. I must have dozed off for a bit, because the next thing I knew, I felt something hard brushing against me, Harry nuzzled my neck, and whispered. "Hey, Loz, you up for some morning action."

Absolutely not, I groaned, "No, Harry, I'm really hungover." I felt no better than before.

He chuckled, nuzzled my neck again. I could feel his hard cock against my bum. "Ah, come on, Loz, once we get going it will clear your head."

I pulled away, trying to put some distance between us in the bed. "No, seriously, Harry. My head's killing."

He gave my shoulder a squeeze, "Okay, okay. I get it. You're not a morning person. Or a morning-after person, I should say."

I rolled on my back, pulling the hem of the t-shirt down to not expose myself. Harry sat up, and I looked at him, his hair sticking up and he looked tired, his eyes landed on the t-shirt I was wearing. Suddenly, he burst out laughing. "You're wearing my Lazy Bones shirt! Brilliant, I love that shirt."

I glanced down my body, I never looked at the design when I first grabbed it, there is a skeleton on the front positioned so my own head was the head of the skeleton, underneath it was the words Lazy Bones made up of skeleton parts.

I didn't respond to him. I got under the covers as he grabbed a clean pair of Calvin Klein lime green boxers, putting them on, he asked me if I wanted anything, "water," I quickly responded. Pulling the covers over my head.

He gave me a little pat, and walked away. Calling back to me, "ok, Lazy Bones, water it is." I got annoyed, how dare he give me a mocking nickname, in fact he never even calls me my name, it's Lauren not Loz. I stew, waiting for his return, he comes back, I hear him letting out a yawn, he says, "I had a great time with you, babe, I've got your bag here."

I lifted the cover just over my face and took the water, I gulped it down, but it had nothing on Becky's milkshakes. I took the bag without saying anything. I pulled out my phone, my battery is very good so I wasn't concerned about it being dead. I had a WhatsApp of Benny (I mean Ben), bloody Becky's fault that, it read, *hey, did you stay at a friend's last night, I'm up early so I popped my head into your room, and you weren't there, let us know please.*

Great Ben is worried, I'll text him back, I just need to read a message from oh shit....

Becky's POV

I was up, preparing some milkshakes, I'm feeling good, fuck knows how I got home I don't remember, but I'm in one piece. It was a great night, but shame I didn't get Lozza on the mic, couldn't be arsed waiting forever, speaking of arse I'm currently giving mine a good scratch. My bare feet slap across the kitchen floor, I really need to stop throwing my slippers everywhere, I think they are upstairs, anyway back to the milkshakes, *buzz, buzz" or maybe not, I pick up my phone from the counter, and it's a text from my Benny,

*"Hey, beautiful, Lauren wasn't in her room this morning... is she with you?"*

Hmmm, wonder if she stayed to look after Jess. Lozza the little snob volunteering to stay on the couch or share a bed with Jess, I feel that would be surprising. Benny worrying about his sister was cute. I quickly called Dani, she would know. After a few rings, she picked up, sounding half-asleep.

"Hey, Becky, you ok? It's early," she mumbled.

"yeah, I'm fine, just checking in, last night was great, weren't it.

"Yeah, yeah," she admitted, letting out a little chuckle. "It was decent. Jess got pretty fucked though, didn't she?"

"Yeah, did you stay? Is she up?" I asked.

"Still dead to the world, I slept on the couch for a bit, so pretty rough this morning, I was sharing a bed with her, but an arm in my face as she thrashed around got me up, which I now regret. Don't sleep on Jess's couch is a lesson I need to learn." Dani replied.

I laughed, before letting out a groan in sympathy. "she's brilliant isn't she? for such a little thing she can cause chaos, anyway did Lozza stay?"

"Nah, just me, Harry was sharing the taxi the rest of the way before going to his." Dani replied.

I could practically feel my grin stretching wider. I started practically gushing, "Oh, this is great, she didn't go home, Benny messaged asking if she was with me. Seems like Lozza decided to let loose, and bumped uglies for the first time."

Dani was very surprised, "wow, I really wasn't expecting that, thought she was just heading home, reckon she went all the way?"

I had a feeling in my gut, always trust your gut, "yeah, alone with Harry, a good few drinks down her, she sucked him off the first time they were together. Harry obviously charmed his way into getting her back to his, and you know Harry will have tried to persuade her to go all the way."

Dani still seemed doubtful, "yeah, but Lozza is a different scale to his ex's, only Autumn out of Harry's previous was a virgin and...

I interrupted, "trust me, Dani, I've got this feeling in my bones, our Lozza is learning, I hope I'm right, and Harry's knob knocked some of that snob out of her. Speaking of her snobbishness, let's not mention or at least go into too much detail about Harry's previous girls to her as they wouldn't match her assumptions.

Dani chuckled, "you're hilarious, and okay, sure, Becky. Hopefully she is ok. You know I think Lozza's settling in, and listening to you more than you give yourself credit for."

It was time for me to message Benny and Lozza. I needed to go, "she's getting better like, but she definitely still needs me pushing, and encouraging. I'll text her now, she'll be fine like, we know Harry is chill, I'll see you in a bit, if not then I'll see you in the pub later."

I tapped out a quick reply to Benny: *"Hi, sexy bum, Oh, yeah, she crashed at Jess's. Jess was fucked, and she volunteered to look after her. Don't stress!"* I hit send.

Now it's time for Lozza, the smile never leaving my face:

*"soooo, Benny text me asking where you were as you didn't come home, don't worry I made an excuse, and said you stayed in Jess's because she was fucked, but I rang Dani, and you weren't there. So, what did you and Harry get up to:)"* Satisfied, I hit send, already buzzing for her reaction.

What a great start to the day, I carried on sorting things in the kitchen, chuckling to myself that Lozza (if my guts right) has joined the line up of girls Harry has shagged. Out of the former girlfriends Lozza's looks would beat them easily, nobody could deny, so her ego would certainly increase if she knew that, but knowing Lozza she would be appalled she joined that line up. I'll explain.

First up Autumn, his previous neighbour at his family home. She'd plaster her face with every product possible, well that's what it looked like, trying to cover every single spot, and I mean this girl was very spotty. I don't mean to judge, but Jesus. They were together forever in a way, because they was little playing together since birth. Now I know I can be intimidating, but she was usually quiet as a mouse around me or the girls. Harry always said she came out of her shell with him. She was autistic, who knows on what scale, the girl always had a hoodie on, one day she did open up to me, drink was involved and I gave her some tips, I won't go into details, but I knew her and Harry we're fucking. I felt sorry for them both when her family were moving all the way to Australia, yes she could have stayed, but come on poor little Autumn could not let her family go all the way there, just to stick around for Harry. They had a nice farewell at least.

After Autumn (I don't know if he had a one-night stand that I wasn't aware of) came Hayley. Fuck me, she was loud - the complete opposite of Autumn. She was short, but a big girl, and I can talk, I know, but if you Googled 'a tubby woman,' she would appear. She was always in tracksuits, sometimes wearing bright ones when she wanted a bit of colour, but trust me, it wasn't helping her. Speaking of bright colours, her hair was neon blue - I don't even need to comment on that.

And then there was 'Loose Lucy.' That girl was off her head, she caused murder before briefly dating Harry, she was dating some lad and shagged his mate, then fucked him off and was soon with Harry. She had what most guys would say a fit body, hair always looked greasy though, and a very crooked smile with her dodgy teeth. Harry would moan he couldn't get a moments peace from her texting, he even complained about her always sending nudes! When we took the piss out of him he said, he was just fed up because she always expected some back instantly, and he just wanted a break. Safe to say it was never going to last.

Now, it's Lozza, Harry is unlikely to bring up much about Lucy and Hayley. He might not be able to resist mentioning Autumn, he's so not over her, but what can he do. Ideally for me Lozza doesn't learn too much or her snooty attitude will remain high, or that she thinks she's much better than his previous and I was wrong for saying Harry was the catch. I did pause for a moment, was Dani right? I still felt like she had a long way to go, it's important to listen to other people's views though, that's a true sign of a good leader. I'll see how Lozza is today, we'll be sorting her clothes, booking the holiday, if I sense any snobby attitude pouring through then it's time for another humility lesson.

Ding! My phone broke me from my thoughts. It was Benny: *"Oh, good, did you guys have a fun night? Xx"*

I replied straight away *"Yeah, Jess had a bit much but fuck it, happens to us all. How about you, Sexy Bum, do you have a good night?"*

Benny: *"Yeah it was lit, I don't have a sexy bum haha."*

With a smirk, I replied, *"I'll be the judge of that. Sexy Bum ;)"*

Upstairs I hear Mum wake-up. I start making her a brew in her favourite cup, not gonna do one for myself as I feel like I'm going to ride to Lozza's rescue again. Tea sorted just as Mum walks in and says, "morning love, oh, a lovely cuppa." She's in her dressing gown and slippers. She looks down at me bare feet and says, "Becky, ain't your feet cold on this kitchen floor."

I smile at her, telling her I'm ok, before my phone dings again, this time it's Lozza. I'm looking forward to this, I open it instantly.

Lozza POV

I felt my face heat up, I had a message from Becky, *"soooo, Benny text me asking where you were as you didn't come home, don't worry I made an excuse, and said you stayed in Jess's because she was fucked, but I rang Dani, and you weren't there. So, what did you and Harry get up to:)"* damn she knew, I took a breath, right I need clothes and Becky could help. *"Not now, Becky, please will you come here to bring me some clothes from somewhere. I'll say I borrowed some from Jess if anyone at home asks.* I then sent Ben a message telling him I'm ok, and copied Becky's story that I was at Jess's.

Harry was still stood by the side of the bed. He patted his bare stomach, and asked, "fancy some breakfast?"

I went to answer, but Becky replied, *"sure, then you have to fill me in on EVERYTHING."*

I noticed Harry still waiting for an answer, "no, Becky is going to pick me up soon." I saw that Harry looked disappointed. I realized I'd been grumpy with him this morning. Maybe I've been harsh because he's done nothing wrong, I was just kicking myself for my drunken behaviour. I added, "I've just got a brutal hangover, and need to get home, Becky does these amazing milkshakes that perk my right up. I'll message you later."

My comments seemed to cheer Harry up; he smiled, "Thank fuck, I thought you were pissed at me for a moment, babe. You take it easy in bed until Becky gets here, and I'll go try and find your knickers." I cringed at the last statement; Harry, with an extra spring in his step, bounced out of the room. I dropped Becky another WhatsApp, asking her to bring me a milkshake. A minute or two later, Harry reappeared with my knickers dangling from his finger, a smug grin plastered on his face. "Found them," he said. I took them from his finger, waiting for a moment of privacy so I could put them on, but Harry had other ideas. "Hey, I think a shower or a bath would perk you up. How about we share one?"

Harry had a little dirty smirk on his face; he was dying for me to say yes. I rolled over, my hand still holding my underwear, with the covers pulled up to my chin. "No, Harry, I'm going to rest until Becky gets here."

He gave my behind a little smack through the covers. "No worries, babe," he walked out the door, before calling back. I glanced at the door as he popped his head back in the room. "Loz, if you change your mind, just hop in," he then threw the lime green boxers on the bed, and then he was gone. "I didn't move, and rested my eyes as I heard the shower on.

Becky's POV

*"Not now, Becky, please will you come here to bring me some clothes from somewhere. I'll say I borrowed some from Jess if anyone at home asks.*

I quickly replied, *"sure, then you have to fill me in on EVERYTHING."*

With a grin, I turned to my Mum, "Mum, I need a few favours, and if you can keep a little secret as well."

Mum laughed, "Oh, a few favours and a secret, so you're not asking for much, are you? Sure, whatever you need, honey."

"Great, well, Lozza has been seeing Harry, you know our mate, Harry Williams. Well, she took things up a notch last night and stayed the night. She doesn't want the family to know, so if you could keep it between us, she doesn't want to do the walk of shame in her dress from last night, so can I borrow some clothes of yours, AND could you drop me off at Harry's?"

Mum looked surprised but then laughed, "Oh, Becky, what's all the fuss for? The girl's an adult. I can't see Vic kicking up because her grown-up daughter had a bit of fun with a nice lad like Harry, but sure, anything you want, there is a bag upstairs with some stuff I was going to take to the charity shop anyway; we'll go after my brew."

I knew Mum wouldn't mind. "Thanks, Mum, I'll go get changed." I headed upstairs; I started looking through the charity shop bag. An old grey jumper, some drawstring shirts where the pink colour had faded, and some battered sandals were there. She had certainly gotten her wear out of them. Neither me nor Mum were Lozza's shoe size, so they will have to do. I went and got changed into a comfy pair of grey joggers and a sweatshirt. I wasn't dressing to impress; if I wore an impressive outfit while Lozza had on some charity shop outfit, I'd imagine she would be fuming, and I don't want her moaning; I want her to open up to me today. I slipped on some socks, hurried down the stairs, and threw on my trainers. Walking into the living room, Mum had just finished her cuppa. She wasn't getting changed; she was only staying in the car.

We headed out and jumped in the car. Mum had me bring the charity shop bag down, and I'd run in and drop it off with the lady in there, and Mum said she just wanted the stuff dropped directly to her if possible. I rummaged through the charity bag on my lap, pulling out one of Mum's old tops. "Honestly, Mum, what we're you thinking with this?" I asked laughing, it was ugly thing, not like Mum's style.

She smirked. "It's vintage. Could've come back into style."

"Mum, this was never in style." I teased, shoving it back in the bag. Mum laughed it off, on the radio, *murder on the dancefloor,* by Sophie Ellis-Baxtor came on, we belted out the chorus together, having a right laugh.

We cruised to just outside the shop, and I hopped out with the bag. Inside the story there was Bernie, she saw me instantly. "There's my girl. How have you been?" Bernie was older than my mum, rough and ready type, will make men shit themselves if she raised her voice.

"I'm great, Bernie, Mum is outside but you know what parking is like."

Bernie started moaning about the council instantly in her gruff voice, eventually she finished her rant, "... You know we should have got your dad elected, every fucker would vote for him and he really runs the place anyway. Although if we put him incharge of parking even better." I laughed at Bernie as I handed the donation over, my eyes landed on a pair of fluffy pink earmuffs on her shelf. I grinned, they are perfect for Lozza. I could comment about her parents going at it, and me and Benny, I just couldn't resist at the little joke it was to begging me to buy them.

"Bernie, how much for them muffs." I nodded towards them.

Bernie's face lit up, "oh, let me guess you got yourself a fella, and he snores like an pig."

I waved it off, "they ain't for me! But I'll let you in on a secret, I've been dating you know my neighbour Vic? I'm dating her lad. I need to tell my Mum still, I just haven't got round to it."

Bernie nodded, "oh no worries, girl, good for you. Yeah I've seen Vic at the pub quiz, seemed a right laugh, she fit right in. Anyway back to the earmuffs, give me a quid and they are yours." A quid, great I thought, also great to hear Vic is settling in well.

By the time I got back to the car. I was wearing them. Mum burst out laughing, "Bernie, always looking for a sale ain't she."

I changed the subject, "Hey Mum, I've not been hiding it but just been busy you know how it is. Well I've got news, I'm dating Benny from next door."

Mum turned down the radio when I started talking, and let out some relief. "Bloody hell, Becky, I thought you were going to drop terrible news for a second, well that's nice, you have fun." We hit the road again, the music cranked back up, Mum singing along to some old song from her youth. I joined in.When we pulled up outside Harry's block of flats, I grabbed the bag of clothes that we're for Lozza, and leaned over to kiss Mum on the cheek.