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@user1: SORRY HOW GOOD DOES HE LOOK PLAYING GOLF???? GOD BLESS RANDY'S VLOGS 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
@user2: SCREAMING CRYING
@user3: nah he's actually perfect
@user4: WITH THE GLASSES ON TOOOOO
@user5: bro is literally handsome
And that was how I enjoyed my morning entertainment, minutes after waking up to my alarm.
"I might have to come watch you play golf next time," I say to a very tired Harry next to me.
"Hmm?" He asks, his voice deep, having only been awake for a few moments.
"You've officially won the heart of every single girl in the UK, congratulations," I tease, showing him my phone.
He takes one look, groaning and passing my phone back to me. "I just wanna play golf in peace, man," he laughs, closing his eyes again.
"And yet, you've somehow managed to become the country's heartthrob yet again," I laugh, stretching and sitting up.
"I don't want it, double it and pass it onto the next person," he complains, still keeping his eyes closed. He goes silent, and I worry he's gone back to sleep.
"I know you're tired but we do actually have to get up and go to work today. Come on," I coax him, rubbing the length of his arm slowly.
"Mnehhh. Five more minutes," he says, rolling over.
"Fine. But when you have to deal with me getting all stressed about being late, don't say I didn't warn you," I shrug, clambering out of bed.
At least — I try to, because Harry grabs my arm, yanking me back into bed with him.
"Stay with me," he pleads, and I'm laughing too much to even think about getting up now.
"If we're both late, imagine the teasing we're gonna get. They've not even known for a day, come on!" I encourage, hoping that this time he'd actually listen.
