Such An Actress [h.s]

thirteenth

Heyyyyyy umm... it's been a while. Hope this makes up for it! - H :)

I feel someone nudge me a bit and I open my eyes to see Harry with his hand on my shoulder telling me we've landed in New York for the rest of the press tour. I sleepily nod and get up and gather my things, not really speaking. Nothing is wrong, it's just right when I wake up, I'm never in the mood for conversation. Harry knows this and guides me off the plane with his hand on the small on my back.

I'm so tired I don't even have time to overthink about the fact that his hand is where he has never put it before.

Harry takes my carryon and luggage and puts it in the car while I get in the back and lay down taking up the majority of the back seat. I close my eyes and am back to being half asleep and hear Harry open the door that's right by my head. I hear a slight breathy laugh escape his lips and he gently lifts my head and sits on the seat moving my head to rest in his lap.

Oh how the tables have turned.

I'm still too tired to overthink it all and I decide to enjoy this piece of contentment even if it won't last forever.

After a while I feel Harry softly nudge me again and open my eyes.

"Hey we're at the apartment, I'd carry you but I have all the bags," he says with a laugh.

"It's alright," I say and lazily get up and get out of the car.

The streets aren't crowded so no paparazzi, they still seem to think that Harry and I are together. Fans have shut that down very quick, since they're basically the CIA when it comes to this sort of stuff.

Another reason I don't tell Harry how I feel. The fans would hate me and rip me to shreds. Probably say I'm only with him for his money or something when that's just not the case. I've known him since I was a baby, money has nothing to do with my feelings for him. The only money involved is what his management pays me to be his assistant. That's it.

I would do this job for free, but Harry refuses to not pay me. Damn him and his need to be kind all the time.

Carrying the bags up to the apartment on the lift, still exhausted, I feel like my arms are gonna fall off. I take my bag up the stairs to my room that I always stay in and don't even bother with my bags as I take a giant leap onto the bed and close my eyes. I hear a knock on the door and look to see it open and Harry is standing there with a smirk on his face.

"I know you're tired but do you want something to eat? I was gonna order takeout." he asked.

"I am starving but that's my job, what do you want?" I say as I sit up and pull out my phone.

"No Kie, just let me do this one thing please? I know you're exhausted let me do something for you?" He asks softly "Just go back to sleep and I'll wake you up when the food is here" He says and I give in and nod.

"Ok but I want pizza," I say, laying back down, closing my eyes.

"You want the usual?" He asks like that is even a question.

"You know it," I say lazily and shoot him a finger gun.

Did I just shoot him a finger gun?

"Ok, I'll wake you when it's here" I hear him say with a chuckle and I can just feel his smirk from here.

Damn him and his gorgeous smirk.

Slowly but surely, I let sleep take over. 

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Harry's POV:

After leaving Kie to take her nap I ordered our food. Got her the usual, chicken alfredo pizza with spinach and a veggie pizza for myself. I have tried to convince her to try being vegetarian but it's no use. You can never tell Kie what to do, she's too stubborn, you gotta just nudge her in the right direction and hope she gets there. No matter how long it takes.

When the food finally got here I went upstairs to wake Kie up.

Here is the key to wake up Kie: do it slowly, no sudden movements.

There was this one time when I shook her to wake up and she punched me in the face. Almost broke my nose but we laugh about it now.

I slowly open the door and see her still laying on her stomach in a starfish position, looking graceful as always. I go to Kie and softly nudge her in order to not have her send a right hook to my face. 

"Kie, wake up, foods here" I whisper and she slowly opens her eyes.

Damn, those eyes. 

They are the most perfect shade of blue, I could stare at them all day and not get tired of them. 

"Huh?" she questions sheepishly, rubbing her eyes with her knuckle like she has always done since we were kids.

"Food's ready, c'mon sleepy head?" I say nudging her.

She flips over on her back and reaches her arms out giving a soft, yet demanding "Carry me."

"Okay hop on," I say as I turn around and have her hop on my back for a piggy back ride. 

I bring her down stairs and set her down on the sofa and she plops down taking a seat. I grab the pizza boxes and bring them over. She already has the remote in hand ready to pick a movie.

"Any preferences?" She asks.

"No, pick whatever" I say as I open up my box. 

She picks 10 Things I Hate About You, opens her pizza box and she starts chowing down. I know when she eats to fast, she gets the hiccups.

"Hey, slow down there" I say with a laugh but her expression drops and she puts the slice she was eating back in the box. Confused as to why she completely stopped eating I say softly "So you don't get hiccups." 

She then looks back at me surprised and lets out a quite "oh" and continues eating. I know Kie can be insecure with her body sometimes, but I didn't think before I said what I did. She probably thought I was calling her a pig or something. I wasn't, I just didn't want her to get hiccups because she hates getting hiccups.

My Kiwi is beautiful. I don't need her to do anything to her body she's perfect the way she is.

And I'm probably not helping the situation considering I have a track record with models. I really need to get my head out of my arse and just tell her how I feel already. Ah but that means rejection, so we'll see about that.

I finish my pizza, Kie having a bit left over. I close my box and point to hers and ask if she wants my to stick it in the fridge. She nods her head and I stand grabbing her box. As I make my way around the couch I see her move to lay down. I stick her box in the fridge and throw mine away.

I make my way back to the couch and she is laying across the whole thing leaving no room for me. She's laying curled up on her side with her hands tucked below her cheek. I lift her legs a bit and sit down placing her legs on top of my lap. 

We sit in a slightly charged silence. I know something is wrong, but I can tell she isn't going to talk to me about it. After a while the movie ended and I look over and see she's asleep. Silently cheering to myself that I get to hold her again and carry her back to bed. 

I slowly stand up and tuck my arm under her knees and behind her shoulder blades to carry her bridal style. I hear her let out a little hum and out of instinct she wraps her arms around my neck and buries her face in the crook of my neck.

Kiwi is gonna be the death of me.

I bring her to her room, bring back the covers and lay her down. I place the duvet over her because I know she gets cold when she sleeps. She rolls over in her sleep and lays on her side facing the outside of the bed. 

I crouch down and brush her hair out of her face and place a kiss on her forehead.

"If you only knew how much I actually love you Katie" I whisper.

Author's Note: Hey long time no see! Hope this makes up for me not publishing in awhile, hope you guys enjoy! - H

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