It was Saturday and Tessa was more than ready to finally relax after the long week she had behind. Everything had gone wrong and that day seemed to be no exception.
Last weekend, the day after she had met up with Harry, she had been so tired she slept until two in the afternoon. It wasn't that unusual for her to tell you the truth, she always slept in on days off, to get some energy and make up for the short nights she had way too many during the weeks. As she woke up and turned on her other side in the bed, ready to get up, she somehow managed to sprain a muscle on her neck. It hurt like hell and for the rest of the week she could barely turn her head without feeling like someone was stabbing her.
It didn't actually help that she had long days at work that week. She was a practical nurse in a mental hospital-like home and the job wasn't as easy as it could seem, it was mentally quite rough. People who had suffered from mental illnesses, were recovering drug addicts or something like that, were living there and it was her job to give out the meds, do other "medical" things and then just be there for them. It really wasn't as easy as it sounded. Being there for them could mean talking someone out of commiting a suicide on a bad day or hurting themselves.
Marlene, who was studying medicine, had been doing short days at work this week and she had a week off school, so she had had time to meet up with Louis. To Tessa it seemed like the two of them were getting along really well and she was incredible happy for Marlene. She knew her best friend had almost given up on hope to find a proper guy. How wrong had she been to say she'd never find anyone.
Tessa on the other hand hadn't had the time to meet Harry again. He had texted and once called her, asking if they could meet up. The boys were of course working, but now that the album was basically finished (as they had been informed), they had much more free time in their hands. Tessa had told Harry she was super busy this week because of work, not allowing her too much spare time or energy to go out and about. Harry had asked if Tessa would like to go over at his on the weekend and the girl had agreed, telling him she'd come around midday on Saturday.
So there she was, sitting on Harry's livingroom's floor, drinking her soda. She wasn't quite sure why, but she loved to sit and lay on floors. They were soothing and calming and sometimes a lot more comfortable.
"Is your neck still sore?" Harry asked from the sofa and gave the Finnish girl a symphatetic smile .
Tessa nodded. To be honest, the sprained muscle wasn't the only reason why her back felt so incredible painful at that moment. As the week had gone on, on top of everything, mother nature had decided it was the perfect time to get periods. No painkillers worked and every position Tessa tried to sit or lay in without looking like she had completely lost her mind (she was at Harry's after all), she only felt uncomftorable.
"Get up to the sofa and lay on your stomach", she heard Harry say as she was groaning and stretching her back. She looked up confused and furrowed her eyebrows. Harry just smiled at her and patted the spot next to him. Tessa got up slowly and sat down on the sofa. Harry stood up and motioned her to lay down. She did as she was told, not really sure where this was going.
"I'm gonna sit partly on top of you now, ok?" Harry told her. She immediatelly started to get up, wondering what the hell was he about to do but Harry sat down on her, making getting up impossible. She layed back down, slightly blushing because even when she tried not to think about it.. she could feel Harry's crotch on her bum, as he bend down on her a bit. There was quite a height difference between them, so Harry had to sit awkwardly between her legs partly on the sofa, partly on top of her bum.
She felt Harry's hands moving her hair away from her neck and as his fingers gently brushed her skin, she felt shivers going down her spine. Harry smiled again, noticing the reaction his touch caused and moved his hands on to her shoulders and began to massage her tensed muscles.
