Of•The•Stars {H.S AU}

10.

As I look around I notice a figure coming from Lily's. Who in the world is that! I turn off my music quickly and keep very still hoping that the figure won't see me but it seems to be walking towards me. I look at it as I feel the fear rise in me!

I hear the figure laugh a bit and I immediately stop breathing, "Relax, Asteria! Its Harry!" The figure says, loud enough for me to hear but quietly as well as not to wake anyone up. As soon as the figure, well, Harry, sits down next to me I slap his shoulder.

"Don't do that! Its traumatizing." I say to him as he keeps laughing, "Its not funny!" I say, chuckling a bit at how much he's laughing.

"Its-its your... face!" Harry says once he's actually able to speak. I feel myself blush and eventually, I find myself laughing with him before remembering he's laughing at me, "Shuddup."

Harry eventually calms down and sits with me in silence, "Why are you awake at like 1 in the morning?" Harry says, his voice deeper and raspier then usual, "I don't know, my body just woke me up, I guess." I answer simply, I've never really known why I wake up in the middle of the night, it just started in the middle of secondary school and it didn't stop.

"Well, maybe you should try to sleep?" Harry says, "I tried, Harry, I just can't," I explain, "It feels forced. Sleep should not feel forced." I continue, Harry nods his head and stares at the night sky.

I used to do this with cousin, Iris, back in Greece, whenever one of us would wake up in the middle of the night, we would wake each other, seeing as we lived next door to each other, and we'd sit outside of our yards and watch the sky, sometimes we'd take walks, and make tons of noise!
Good times.

My thoughts are interuppted  by Harry standing up abruptly, "Do you wanna take a walk?" Harry asks looking down at me. I raise my eyebrow at him as he looks at me, "I've been here a million times," Harry says persuasively, "Plus I know exactly where we're  going!" He adds.

"Where are we going?" I ask him, "It's.. a, urm, surprise?" He says, sounding like he's asking me a question more than answering me. I look at him for a while before standing up, "Fine, let's go." I say to which he nods and walks off the porch, I follow him closely behind.

The cold wind blows...