Complicated // h.s.

ten

*Harry's POV*

I woke up with Sawyer taking up most of the bed but still managing to have her head on my chest. I felt her drool on my chest and I smiled as I ran my fingers through her hair. It was a common thing for me to wake up with Sawyer. It became something that I actually enjoyed, having someone in my bed every morning.

I felt her move around and then I long, loud groan escaped her lips before she sat up to inspect her surroundings. I chuckled and she suddenly glared at me with a tired look on her face.

"I didn't mean to stay in here last night." Sawyer finally spoke.

I shrugged. I liked her sleeping with me.

"It's fine. I'm used to it now." I sighed.

Sawyer nodded her head and then inhaled deeply before lying back on the pillows. We both stared at the ceiling without a word being said. It was comforting to have her lying next to me. Our silence was never awkward and I was glad for that.

"Do you really want to be a plastic surgeon?" I asked curiously.

I was surprised that she wanted to be something that tedious.

"No...well, I did at first because Dale and I wanted to open our own practice together. I want to be a sexologist now." She explained to me.

What?

"It's not what it seems like, Harry. Yes, it involves the study of sex, but it is mostly about the attraction of people to one another. It is quite interesting. It involves helping and counseling people on attraction to significant others or to help with their sex life." Sawyer further explained.

I could tell she was interested because she had this glisten in her eye whenever she talked about something that interest her.

"Well, it does make sense that you want to be a sexologist if you know what I mean." I chuckled as she playfully punched my chest.

We were back to silence once again.

"Maybe we should get up. I don't want someone to see us in bed together." Sawyer suggested.

I didn't want to get out of the bed though. I liked her being there with me without a worry in the world. I nodded anyway and sat up from the bed. She sat up as well and stretched her arms in the air before getting out of the bed. I watched as she walked to the door. I was silently pleading her not to go and just avoid everyone else just for today, but of course, we couldn't.

"Harry..." Sawyer softly spoke as she put her small hand on the doorknob.

"What?" I asked her.

"Thank you."

She always confused me.

"For what? I didn't do anything." I asked growing confused.

"Just... thank you." Then she left without another word.

She always left me wanting to know more and I think she knew that. I think that she liked to see me left confused until I saw her next.

I quickly showered before changing into a pair of swim trunks and a tank top. I then walked down the stairs to smell the aroma of food lingering in the air. I soon entered the kitchen with no surprise to me as I saw a cook at the stove preparing the food. I then spotted everyone else who was outside on the patio that lead out from the kitchen.

I walked out and I was greeted with a symphony of "good mornings" before I said next to Cara. I smiled at her warmly before I looked over to see a pool that was lifted out of the ground. I looked at it in disbelief because I never saw anything like it.