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Y/n yawns and runs a hand through her glorious bed hair as she shuffles down the hall in search of Harry.
She'd just woken from a very restful night of sleep, courtesy of her boyfriend Harry, who'd made love to her late into the night.
She finds her boyfriend sat in the great room. He's already dressed and he's absently strumming the guitar in his lap. He looks up when he feels his girlfriend's presence, and he smiles at her before returning his eyes to the guitar. "Morning, love," he says. "Do you wanna hear the song I'm working on?"
Stomach fluttering with excitement at the thought of getting to hear one of Harry's new songs in its early stage, she makes quick work of crossing the room and joining him on the couch. Her smile grows the longer Harry plays and sings, because not only does she love his new song already, she's absolutely head over heels in love with him.
