Aesthetic
We ended sleeping for about 4 hours which was longer than any of us thought we would sleep. I guess after a flight and a quickie on the couch, you become really tired. I woke up to Harry's wrapped securely around my waist with my back against his warm chest. Any which way I moved; I could feel his cold cross necklace pressed against my bare back.
Harry said we should celebrate both of our successes tonight. His success with getting the role of Jack and me with finally getting my family affairs in order. While I was combing my hair, Harry came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my midsection and nuzzled his face in my neck.
"You know... I've been really curious to try out that hot tub that's been sitting in your backyard..."
And that's how I ended up in a bikini. As I put my hair up in a bun, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the way Harry jogged over to the hot tub like a little kid.
"Hurry up, Fallon!" he shouted as he stood beside the warm water.
"I'm coming! One second!" I called back with a grin as I fished out two beers from my fridge for us.
The sun had already started to set on this wonderful day as I walked into my backyard. When we arrived at my place Harry shooed me out of my own kitchen and said he was cooking. I couldn't object considering all the amazing meals he's made before. So, I did what I do best... grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses. It was amazing watching Harry work his way around my kitchen. He acted as if it was his own. He knew where everything went.
I could hear the bubbling of the water as I neared with the hot tub. My steps faltered for a moment as I turned the corner when I saw Harry already in the tub. I swallowed harshly as my eyes raked over his body that was above the water. Harry had both of his arms draped over the back of the tub while his head was dropped back between his shoulders. With the steam coming up from the tub, water droplets dripped down his body while his eyes were closed shut.
How lucky am I?
I don't know how long I was standing there ogling over his body. I was brought out of my trance when I saw Harry cock his head to the side with a confused look.
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Songbird |h.s|
Fanfiction"Why the word Songbird?" "Um, let's see," I nervously chuckle as I think through my answer, "Someone I love deeply used to call me that. They told me that 'I am like a songbird. A beautiful creature who makes the most beautiful music,'" I sigh, as h...