Selected || H.S

S e v e n t y

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I wake up with a smile, my body tangled with his and burning in our heat. A blush creeps up my cheeks as I remember last night, it felt like a dream and I'm hit by the reality of it all when I look down to see him softly sleeping, head reposing over my chest. His hair is a disheveled mess of soft curls, his mouth is parted open, warm breaths escaping his red lips. Even asleep, Harry is breathtakingly beautiful and I can't believe this angel is mine.

I run my fingertips through his hair, massaging his scalp softly and he gradually stirs awake. His eyes blink open before he tilts his head up to look at me, a smug grin pulling at his lips. "Good morning sunshine." He giggles, tightening the grip of his arm around my waist.

"I like this." He murmurs, his voice hoarse after just waking up, and I hum, keeping my fingers in his hair. "Waking up with you." He yawns.

"I like this too Harry." I can feel him smile before he lifts himself up on his elbows, looking down at me.

"I love you." He whispers almost secretly, leaning down to press a light kiss on my lips. "Last night was wonderful."

"I agree." I cup his face, pulling him back down to deepen our kiss. "I love you too."

"Feels great to finally say it." He tugs a strand of my hair behind my ear, smiling softly down at me. "Been waiting ages for that, but it was totally worth it." I open my mouth to say something but a thought clouds my mind and I chew on my lip nervously. "What's wrong?" He frowns, knowing me so well.

"I know I'm being annoying with this but... What about the show?" I'm surprised when I see his smile grow back, expecting a sad frown instead.

"Once the masquerade is over, there'll be no show anymore." My brows furrow, not entirely understanding what he means.

"What?"

"It's really simple Mady," He chuckles, leaning on his forearms over me. "I love you, I want you, and wasn't that the whole purpose of the show? Find the girl I need? Well I did, and that is you and your baby cheeks." He squishes my cheeks, giggling adorably and I make a face, still finding it hard to hold my own smile.

"So it's really over?" I ask to be entirely certain and he nods. I can't deny that it feels amazing to know he chose me, that we'll finally be together without having something holding us back or to hide. Light happiness settles in my heart and I feel like I could fly.

"And my family adores you already, so you don't have to worry about them." He adds.

"So this means I can call you my boyfriend?" He stills for a moment before a beaming smile pulls at his lips, lightening up his whole face. He kisses me as I laugh, arms wrapping around his neck.

"You definitely can...Girlfriend." He chuckles, biting my bottom lip teasingly. "I love you."

"Gosh, are we going to be one of those sappy couples?" I laugh and a small pout appears on his face that I kiss away immediately. "Don't worry though, I don't think I'd ever be tired of saying it. Or hearing you say it." He starts pecking every inch of my face at that, saying those three words each time as I giggle. But it's true, they still hold so much meaning, no matter how many times we tell them to each other.

He lets out a content sigh, tilting his head down so his lips can graze my collar bones, the feather-like contact giving me chills. "What time is it?" I ask and he leans up, arm reaching for his phone on the bedside table.

"Eleven." He says before going back to pressing kisses on my skin.

"Oh, I need to go try on my dress for tonight. I promised Adeline I'd be there." I feel reluctant to leave our warm cocoon of love, but I don't have much choice anyway. Harry ignores my comment, adding pressure to his kisses, his tongue lapping at times. "Harry..."