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Love On Tour

Golden by Harry Styles

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Waking up beside Harry might just be my new favourite thing to do

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Waking up beside Harry might just be my new favourite thing to do.

In the highrise of a London hotel, we laid together silently in the warmth of the sun rays that peeked through the thin curtains. Our bodies had shifted closer during our sleep, every time I'd be up with a crying Mabel, he'd shuffle closer and rest his tired head against my body just to be there.

The final time we fell asleep together in the early hours of the warm morning I remember the feeling of his leg brushing gently up against mine, only to find when I awoke again his entire body was engulfing me.

I was completely encased by his half naked body, arms curled around my waist and my face buried into the safety of his neck. We were so tangled together and there's nowhere else I wanted to be, closing my eyes once again to keep the feeling in my chest for just a little bit longer.

When he woke up minutes later I found myself getting a little disappointed with the prospect of having to lose the warm fuzzy swirl in my stomach that travelled towards my chest as he stretched our tangled legs out together with a grumbly groan. My lips had curled into a deeper smile against his sun kissed shoulder, pressing myself closer as he attempted to pull away.

Turns out his want to peel his body from mine was in plea to admire me sleeping beside him. Laying pretending to sleep while his finger traced the freckles over my cheeks, murmuring the numbers as he counted every single one, it was hard to keep the smile that ached my cheeks hidden.

His voice held early morning rasp, the tiredness was obvious after a night of broken sleep from being awoken by my newborn daughter yet he never complained or fussed. Instead, he laid beside me quietly in the hopes I didn't wake too, wanting to take in every detail of my sleeping figure to lock away to his memory.

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