You Promise? | Drarry |

Chapter 70

Draco awoke to the bothersome sound of something ringing repeatedly. 

He scrunched up his face in annoyance and squinted his eyes open only to find out that it was dark. 

What time was it? 

His arms were full as he attempted to rub his eyes and looked down to see his lovely boyfriend sleeping soundly. 

He stared at him for a while, the very dim lighting making it hard to see him properly but he was close enough to still make out some of his features. 

His attention went back to the blaring ringing sound and he looked around the room, his eyes landing on his backpack on Harry's desk. 

Draco was confused at first as to why his backpack would be ringing since he was still waking up but then came to the conclusion that he might have set an alarm for something. 

With much reluctance- and a small kiss to Harry's temple -Draco unwrapped his arms from Harry, making sure he didn't fall off the bed and ensuring he didn't wake. 

He yawned as he walked over to his bag and unzipped it to pull out his phone, not wanting to wake Harry up at god knows what time. 

Why did he put it in his bag? 

He read on his phone an alarm that said, 'prepare for class'. 

Draco then remembered he had to go to some school back in L.A. so he could get his license for real estate.

He looked at the time and almost rolled his eyes when it read 5:55. 

He didn't even remember setting up the alarm and he ran a hand through his hair as he looked back at Harry, smiling when he remembered the event that occurred just a few hours ago.

He wondered if he should wake Harry up. He might get upset if he just upped and left without saying goodbye first. 

After all, why else would he have needed to set up an alarm for 6 in the morning? 

He walked over to Harry's bed and crouched next to him, gently placing his hand on his cheek. 

At first he just admired him, caressing his cheek as he watched Harry's slightly parted lips letting out the faintest of snores. 

He smiled, his hand going to Harry's hair and moving it around on his head so it didn't fall on to his face. 

Harry just looked so peaceful and cute when he was asleep and Draco didn't want to disturb his slumber.

"Harry," He said quietly regardless, "wake up."

Draco kept his hand in his hair for a moment, not really wanting to wake Harry up because he knew he'd be quite tired.

He moved his hand to Harry's shoulder, "Harry," he said a little louder as he softly shook him awake.

Harry stirred but didn't wake up, adjusting himself so he was on his stomach and his arm hung off the side of the bed. 

Draco couldn't help but smile at the way Harry's face got smooshed against his pillow and he chuckled lightly.

He set his hand on Harry's back, "Harry," he repeated for the third time but in almost his normal voice, "wake up, love."

Harry looked out like a log but he swallowed and smacked his lips, mumbling something incoherent in his sleep. Draco still wore that grin on his face at Harry's actions but he really needed him to get up right now.

"Harry, come on, wake up." He said a little loudly and rubbed his back before shaking him.

He heard Harry groan and he turned in his bed, nearly falling off before going back to his previous position with a scrunched up face.