Aphrodite // H.S. (Mature)

XIX

The morning after we went out wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I didn't really have a hangover, I don't think I drank enough to have one. Harry slept face down with his one arm resting limply across my waist. I woke up and just laid there for a while and then used mouth wash since I don't have a tooth brush at his apartment.

Last night when we finally joined Lucas and Jerry inside, they both knew what we just got done doing and we didn't hear the end of it. Lucas drank a bit more, Harry actually danced with me for longer than a few minutes, and Jerry made a moved on Lucas. To sum it up, it was a great night.

I returned to Harry's bedroom after using his mouth wash and laid next to him. He was already up laying on his side going through his phone. I wrapped my arm around his waist from behind and kissed his shoulder.

"Good morning." I greeted. "Good morning." He replied rolling onto his back. He was smiling with tired eyes which made him look so adorable. "What're your plans for the day? I hope nothing because I want you to myself." I said laying my head on his chest. "I have a work thing with Joan from last night in about two hours." He tells me as he rubs his fingers over my hair soothingly. "Didn't she say it was supposed to be Tuesday?" I ask. "Yeah but we were just going to get it out of the way today." He sighs. "But it's Sunday. You shouldn't have to do anything today... Except lay around with me." As I say the last part I smile at him and then kiss him softly. "I know baby, but this is kind of important." He tells me.

"Can't you just, talk over the phone?" I ask. "We could but it's harder to communicate that way." He says. "Alright, fine. I'll stop asking." I sigh and lay my head back on his chest. "Why not just come with us?" He asked. "You would take me?" I questioned. "If you wanna go, yeah. It's not official so I don't think it matters if you're there or not." He says. "Okay, I don't have clothes though." I say. "We can shower here and I'll just run you home quick." He says. "Alright. When do you want to get ready?" I asked not moving from his side. "We probably should now." He says trying to sit up but I cling to him tighter. "Five more minutes." "Only five." He laughs moving me to lay on top of him. 

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We ended up laying there for an extra ten minutes after the five. He ended up carrying me over his shoulder to the bathroom. He ended up undressing me too. I got in before him while he brushed his teeth. I washed my hair and rinsed before he even got in.

"Where are we going anyway?" I asked once he got in. "That little diner just a few blocks from here." He answered. We didn't say anything for the next few minutes as we both washed up. I've grown so comfortable with him that I don't feel bashful about him seeing me naked anymore.

Nothing really happened in the shower besides washing and the occasional random ass grab. I got out and got handed a pair of his sweat pants and a shirt to wear until he takes me to my house to get clothes although, I wouldn't mind wearing them to the diner. 

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Deciding on what to wear was difficult because I wanted to look nice without over dressing. I want to look better than Joan but without looking like I tried too hard. What would Joan wear? I'm hoping she shows up looking like last weeks trash. That would make me feel so much better about having to endure her company. However, I doubt she would because she thinks it's supposed to be just her and Harry.