Love Song

Letters

Harry has been so busy studying that we barely saw each other as much as we did before. Maybe his classes were finally kicking it up to a level in the business field.

Though, since I've seen him working so hard, I thought that he should get something out of it, so I decided to type a letter to the three top New York industries to see if Harry could get an open experience of a business setting.

I was going to work hard on these letters just as he did studying and I wasn't going to give up even if it changed our future.

I sat on my bed, as Jessica talked on the phone with Hunter as if they couldn't just meet up since the classes were already done, except extra credit and tutoring.

I stared at the blank document on the screen as the computer burned into my thighs.

Okay, let's start with a greeting. I went into the details of how Harry was wonderful and really wants to take his first step into being apart of a business like theirs. I explained how he had studied hard and is really looking for a future in the field, then finishing it up with a few of Harry's achievements and academics that I knew of.

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Three hours past, and clicking send to the last business, my phone rang loudly over the sound of Jessica snoring off in her bed across from me.

My eyes burned of tiredness as I took out my phone from my back pocket and saw it was Harry's charming silly smiley face on the screen, while I smiled, then tapped answer.

"Hi, Harold," I said with a smile still to my face.

"Hello, Marie," I heard him say my middle name as if he so relaxed, but probably tired, making me smile.

"Hey, I really wanted to call or meet up or something, but Mr. Welvin is just piling up on all of us, and I just need to keep working on it, you know?" Harry said and I looked down, listening to his voice.

"Yeah, I get it, even though I'm in music education, but next week...Ms.Rose is trying to teach us the strategies of critical thinking of a poem," I rolled my eyes at the idea and it already seemed to drain me, just thinking about it.

"Maybe, I should pull you out of class and be bad boy Harry," he said and I gave a little chuckle.

"Shut up, you know you're not always gonna be sneaking around," I told him.

"Really?" Harry questioned and I nodded, knowing he couldn't see me.

"Yes," I said into the phone.

"Then, open your door," Harry told me, and I squinted my eyes, making me thing he had already sneaked to my dorm, so I shut my laptop, hiding my special surprise for him.

I carefully crept out of my bed and tip toed to the door, getting use to walking again from sitting for so long. I wore just my sweatpants and a small red tank top with my hair messily in a bun.

I opened the door to see Harry in the moonlight that shone through my window, and he hung up on me as a smile grew to his face.

"I'm so sorry," he said as he stepped in and wrapped his arms around me, as I cuddled into his chest.

"So much work," Harry said as he pulled away then kissed my forehead.

"Can I sleep here?" he asked and I looked up to him, not expecting it, but it sunk in. Though, knowing he sleeps naked is not what I need right now if I'm trying to sleep.

"Yeah, sure," I said and he smiled again as he wore similar sweat pants as me.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna get naked," he said with a smirk and I laughed a bit, as he read my mind.

"Alright," I said, walking back to my bed, and getting under the covers he walked over towards me to sit down, facing away.

I watched at what he was going to do next, and my body shook as Harry pulled off his white shirt, while my heart was out of control.

"Uhm," I gulped and turned around to keep my eyes away, already seeing the muscles flex in his back.

I lied down, facing away, getting comfortable, but I couldn't even keep my heart to a slow pace with him without a shirt.

"It's okay, Selena," Harry placed his hand to my shoulder and I turned back around slowly, but hesistantly as my heart dropped to see his chest.

I calmed down as he allowed me to scan his body as he snuggled under the covers. He had even more tattoos and he had a different body structure. It was muscular and built, but it didn't show off so much muscle as any other boy.

It's like he had his own way of his body and that kind of made me smile that he wasn't like some strong built big and that he was different, which was absolutely perfect. Though, I had to admit, he still looked attractive.

"You done?" Harry asked and I looked back up to his green eyes as my face burned red.

"Yes," I told him and he chuckled as I turned back around ti face the wall, but just having Harry be confident to show me his body like that made me comfortable around him even more, and I moved closer into his chest as Harry wrapped an arm around me under the sheet.

Harry started to sing that same song the day he thought we weren't going to see each other for awhile, but this time it was a fairy tale as Harry rubbed my head until I fell to sleep at the vibration in his chest.