4AM

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I groaned as I rolled over trying to put my hand to where my boyfriend slept but unfortunately I felt nothing.

I opened my eyes quickly and saw that Harry wasn't on his side of the bed. Where did that chimpunk go to now?

" Harry?" I called out hoping he'd be in the bathroom, but nope.

I rubbed my eyes, stood up and walked out of the room. Where the hell is my boyfriend?

I walked downstairs slowly but noticed that the kitchen bulb was on. Okay?

Maybe he should be there?

I went over to the kitchen and what I saw made my jaw drop.

" Harry?" I said and he looked at me.

" Hey babe" he smiled.

" What the hell are you doing? It's 4AM, why are you baking a cake? And what's with the party decorations and sweets?" I asked looking around the already decorated kitchen.

" Oh about that, I'm celebrating the death of my sleep schedule and sanity, want a cookie" he said holding out a cookie.

" Oh my God"

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