Chances || H.S.

27 | One Whole Week

Harry:

It took us a bit to get from Inglewood to my house in Malibu, but through a yawn, she said she could make it and would stay awake until we got there.

Once I thanked my driver for waiting around for us to come out of the party, the car fell silent except for the soft 70's music that comes out of the speakers. I eventually felt her relax against my shoulder and that's when I knew she had fallen asleep.

I look down at her and admire just how beautiful she is, slumped against me like this. Her facial features have gone soft so I lean down and place a kiss on the top of her head and let my chin rest there until I can feel myself starting to doze off.

By the time we arrived home, James came out and opened the door for us and she didn't even budge when I pulled her into my lap so that I could slide us out of the car and carry her inside.

My body is exhausted but at the same time, I knew I would struggle to sleep tonight. My body is still buzzing I have an arm under her the crook of her knees and another holding her back so that she is tightly in my grasp and I smile when I feel her nuzzle her head into my chest.

For a brief second, I wonder if she's awake, but even if she is, I wouldn't have minded carrying her inside. She's had a long day.

Once James opened my house door for me, I silently thanked him in the way of a nod causing him to smile and tip his head in our direction before he left us alone.

When I walk inside, suddenly the house feels warmer, more inviting, more like home to me than it ever has before. I feel like it has something to do with having her in my space. I can't wait to have her scent on my sheets, in my shower...anywhere she touches.

I made the beeline down the wide hallway to my room where the door was already open and make my way to her side of the bed and gently lay her down. I go to take her boots and socks off, but she stirs when I touch her feet.

"M-ticklish..." She whines, her voice cracking mid-sentence. I grin at her as her eyes stay closed tight with the back of her head resting against the pillow. I drop her legs back onto the bed and lean forward, placing my hands on either side of her head.

"Oh? So she is awake." I tease, earning a groan from her as she shifts on the bed, and finally one of her eyes opens to look at me.

She groans again and it sounds like she mumbles my name as she rolls over underneath me and buries her face into the pillows. Her new position allows me to press my lips into her shoulder which is now exposed due to losing her leather blazer as soon as we got in the car.

She hums in response to my lingering kisses as I make my way up to her neck until my lips are by her ear. "Be right back baby, gonna change and get you some sweats."

With a slight nod of her head, I kiss the shell of her ear and retreat to my closet. I rummage through my drawers until I find her a pair of grey sweatpants and I pull out a black pair for myself.

Gathering them in my hands, I leave the closet and let my eyes drift over to her, and smile at her when I see her barely hanging on. She returns the smile and my stomach feels full of butterflies. Will it ever not feel like this? I know it's the honeymoon phase but does it ever have to end for us?

I hurry into my bathroom, and strip from my clothes, and pull on the sweats, instantly sighing in relief to be in comfortable clothes. I'm in the middle of washing my face and trying to ignore the fact that we really should take a shower when I hear her feet padding along the floor of the bathroom.

"Whatcha doin'?" I speak even though it's muffled from the toothbrush that's in my mouth. She's carrying a toiletry bag that she must have dug out of her suitcase that I noticed was on the floor in my closet. I don't know how it got there, but I am sure I will find out tomorrow.