The Way I Feel Inside | h.s.

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Bee's POV:

"We're all laying down again," Sarah giggled next to me on the fluffy pastel comforter. I couldn't tell if it was purple, blue, pink, or all of the above. "My body is tired but I'm not."

I nodded, my eyes shut with a peaceful smile on my face as I laid on my back. "I feel that, big time," I said. I rested my hands on either rib, feeling it expand and contract with each slow breath I took.

I heard Mitch's voice from the other side of Sarah then, "Well I'm both. My body is tired and I'm tired. I'm not sure how much longer I'm gonna last."

"What time is it?" Sarah asked.

"I don't know," I giggled. I turned my head to look at her. "My phone's off because I'm famous now."

She smiled and stuck her tongue out. "Bee's the real celebrity here. Harry who?"

"Speaking of Harry, where is he?" I sat up on the bed and looked around the room, trying to crane my neck forward to try to see into the main area of the suite. It was no use - the room was too big.

Then a large purple-socked foot popped up into view at the foot of the bed. I chuckled and got up slowly, crawling to the end of the bed to find Harry lying on the floor there on his back. He was watching his toes wiggle in the air.

"Hi," I murmured. I laid down on my stomach and held my head over the edge of the bed, looking over him.

"Hi," he grinned, eyes still on his foot. "It's 1:15 by the way."

I nodded. "Why are you down there? There's plenty of room on the bed."

"Because it's not bedtime yet," he shrugged.

Then there was movement in the bed and Mitch was suddenly next to me about a foot away, laying on his stomach just like I was.

"Harry, it is quite literally bedtime. 1:00 AM is normal bedtime," he said, sounding slightly annoyed but I could tell he really wasn't.

Harry finally looked away from his foot, putting it down and looking over at Mitch, his hands in his hoodie pockets. "No," he shook his head, "I'm not going to bed. I have a guest."

Mitch sighed and gave me a knowing look before turning back to Harry. "Alright, well I am going to bed. I have to."

Harry just gave him a small smile. "I love you," he said simply.

Mitch exhaled out of his nose and returned the smile to Harry. "You know I love you," he said.

"I love you too!" Sarah yelled from her spot on the bed. "But I'm going to bed too. Can't let Mitch get lonely!" Then she was moving to join Mitch and me, landing between us on her belly. She turned to me. "It was really nice to meet you, Bee. Thanks for the mushrooms and the company." She leaned over to rest her head on my shoulder briefly before getting up and scooching to the edge of the bed.

I gave Mitch a small smile and he nodded. "Yeah, everything she just said, same. And sorry we didn't makeout."

My eyes widened and I covered my face as I heard a cackle from Harry below me.

"It's fine, thanks so much for bringing that up again," I said through my hands.

"Aw come on Mitch, give her a little good night smooch," I heard Sarah tease.

Just a few seconds later I felt hands on top of mine, prying them from my face. I opened my eyes to see Mitch standing in front of me but leaned over, his head level with mine. He placed a chaste kiss on my cheek and gave me a small smile. "That's all you get. Nice to meet you."