The Me You Can't See (H.S)

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Haven's POV:

The distant sound of a phone ringing pulls me from sleep and I could not be more annoyed. My body is on fire. . .but in a good way as Harry's body heat warms me from top to bottom.

I lay underneath him, his face pressed against the space between my breast with his soft eyes shut. His light snores fill the quiet space between us. I don't think I've ever slept so well without the help of substances flowing through my blood, no matter how short it may have lasted.

With his arms wrapped around my body, both of us tucked underneath the thick blanket, he lulled me right to sleep.

The sound continues to go off and I groan shaking Harry awake to grab his phone. "Harry shut your phone off. It's so fucking loud." I push his face away and he grumbles, moving nonetheless.

As he reaches over to grab it, I close my eyes once again and he takes my breast into his mouth, giving it a quick suck and nip before checking his death device.

I giggle, swatting at him, "Fucking perv." I laugh, mumbling under my breath turning to face his direction.

I try falling back asleep but my plan doesn't last long before I feel a pillow thrown at my face. "It's not my phone. It's your ancient one." he pries open my fingers and places the device in my palm, closing my fingers around it. "Seriously when was that made 2002?" he laughs climbing over me until he's situated behind me.

His morning voice makes me want to moan but squinting open my eyes, I groan looking at the time. The one time I sleep uninterrupted someone has to call me at 8. "Who is even up this early?"  I mumble.

"Just answer it, that noise is giving me a fucking headache." he covers his ears with the pillow.

I reluctantly accept the call and putting it on speaker I answer. "Hello?" I speak into the line tiredly.

Harry's arm comes to wrap around me from behind, pulling me into him, his face soon finding its home in the crook of my neck. He places soft kisses up and down my shoulder before he stills and all I feel is his warm breath blowing against my neck.

"Good morning sleepy head." Maya answers enthusiastically.

"Maya? I love you but do you have any idea what time it is?" I interlace my fingers with Harry's, scooting my back to his front and I hear him groan at the action.

"It's only 8? Why long night?" she asks and I can feel Harry's lips pulling Into a smile against my skin.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." I chuckle, my body slowly waking up.

"Well, I was calling to see if you wanted to come over for lunch today? I know we couldn't spend a lot of time together at the hospital together since I was pushing a baby out of my vagina but I really miss you." I laugh at her choice of words but regardless I do miss her, even if it's only been a couple of days.

"Yeah sure, I'd love to." I tell her smiling to myself.

"Great. Now I just have to call and tell Harry but he hasn't been answering my calls, fucking asshole," she swears and before I can say anything Harry cuts in.

"I'll be there." he speaks up, barely lifting his head out of my neck to respond and I turn around shooting him a death glare.

Looking at me unapologetically he simply shrugs his shoulders and returns to his original position.

"Haven was that Harry? What the, why is he in your bed Haven-." she sounds shocked and I internally facepalm.

"You know what I think you're breaking up." I fake crunching noises, "So 12? I'll see you there." Crrrsshh. "Sorry I got to go." Crsshhh. "Can't hear you." And with that, I hang up.