Of•The•Stars {H.S AU}

16.

My eyes slowly open as I feel myself wake up, I quickly close them again, they are annoyingly dry.

Awake again.

My books are spread on my bed and some have fallen onto the floor. I look at the clock.

3:02

I roll over in bed and bury my head in my blankets. I grab my phone from under my pillow and press Instagram.

I see a beautiful picture of my cousin Apollo and his girlfriend Penelope. They're by the beach splashing each other with water. I double tap to like it and keep going through my page.

I wonder if Harry is awake? I think to myself. I get up and throw on a grey zip up hoodie and  my flannel pants over my shorts, I put on my boot slippers and grab my phone and ear buds before climbing out my window. I go down the tree carefully stepping on each branch before jumping the rest of the way down.

I walk towards the porch and sit down on the bench, I put in my ear buds and put on my playlist:

alone with my thoughts <3

I close my eyes as Nothing Even Matters- Lauryn Hill & D'Angelo plays.

☆

I feel a hand shake me awake and my eyes shoot open. I'm still on the porch and music is still playing through my earbuds. I take out one bud and look around to see Harry standing in front of me in a grey hoodie and black Nike sweatpants as well as an army green beanie. He waves at me and I wave back tiredly.

"Were you asleep?" Harry asks me as he sits down. I shake my head and pause my music and shove my phone in my jackets pocket. We sit in the silence, the only thing filling our ears being the wind blowing softly.

"Why are you awake, Harry?"  I ask.

"I've been punched in the stomach by a Niall Horan." He says looking into the night sky, "Lets just say he's not the best at sleeping." He continues, turning to look at me. I chuckle at him and let out a yawn.

"Why don't you just sleep? You seem tired tonight." Harry asks me, "I wanted to go outside." I say as I wipe my eyes of the yawn tears, "Well you can sleep now." I nod before laying my head on Harry's lap, I put my legs on the bench and get comfortable before hearing a sigh escape Harry's lips.

"Not here, Asteria. Inside."

"I don't wanna go inside, Harold." I answer him.

"Its just Harry, not Harold." I roll my eyes and let out a sigh.

"Fine, I don't wanna go inside 'just Harry'."

"Okay. Not my problem." He says, laying his hand on my back and sighing.

I feel myself drift off until eventually...