The movie wasn't very good so Harry and I talked most of the time. Some lady next to us got annoyed with us chatting so she got us to get kicked out. Harry decided it was a good idea to just drive around and talk while we got lost. We had no idea where we were and Harry was too proud to ask for directions. I checked my phone which had 1% of battery left and then I saw that it was almost 1 am.
"That's not possible!" I gasped with shock. Harry quickly stopped the car, forcing us to hit the back of our seats pretty hard. "Ouch, sorry"
"What happened?" He sounded worried. "Are you ok? Sorry about that." Luckily we were on some abandoned road and there were no cars around us.
"I'm fine. It's just that it's almost 1 am and we left the theatre at 8:30"
"Your accent sounds even cuter when you're tired you know" he chuckled. Thankfully it was dark or else he would've seen me blush. "I guess we got really into our conversation" he smiled before he continued to drive. It took us about an hour to get to a road Harry recognized. I didn't mind much since I had him to keep me entertained, but I was getting tired. I yawned for probably the hundredth time and struggled to keep my eyes open. "I'm really sorry it took so long. We really need to get back, you look exhausted"
"No, well yes.... Let's... Lets get back." I said between yawns and pretty much in my sleep. After what felt like seconds, I felt somebody shaking my shoulder gently.
"Hey, wake up. Nicole, you're home. Are you going to make me carry you?" That sounded nice.
"Yes." I simply whispered half asleep. I felt him pull out the purse I brought with me and take out something noisy, my keys to the house.
"Fine then." He said and then I felt two strong arms wrap around my body and lift me from my seat. I think I fell asleep again because the next thing I know I'm being laid down into my bed. "Well I guess goodnight" Harry whispered before turning around. I woke up enough to look over at my clock and notice it was almost 3 am now.
"No, you're staying. You can't drive so late.... It's.... It's dangerous." I rubbed my eyes and saw him turn back around to face me.
"Are you sure? No, I can't. I should just go home. I don't want to risk your brother catching us..."
"Harry you can't drive. You're barely awake yourself. Just... Just come here" I patted my queen sized bed which was big enough for two and I rolled over to the opposite side to give him more room. "Cheeky" I heard him sigh and then drag his feet towards my bed. Surprisingly, I didn't feel weird about asking him to sleep in the same bed as me. I felt as I we've been best friends for years. I open my eyes again and I see him strip down to his boxers.
"What are you... I...hmmm" Too lazy to talk. The last thing I remembered is Harry wiggling around to get comfortable and poking my cheek again. He still manages to be annoying even when he's half asleep.
It didn't seem much longer since I fell asleep that I was waking up to the sun shining through the window straight to my face. I slowly opened my eyes and tried to stretch but I couldn't move. I looked down at my position and blushed. At some point in the night, Harry rolled over and tangled himself with him. It wouldn't be as bad if he hadn't stripped down to his underwear. I noticed him grunting and slowly opening his eyes as well.
"Oh. Good morning" I sang, quickly untangling myself from him and sitting up. "Get up!" I looked over and saw him close his eyes again and pull the sheets over his head. "Get.... Up.... Now" I grabbed my pillow and whacked him with it.
"Just 1 more hour" he groaned into the sheets. I looked over at the time on my clock and gasped.
"No! Do you know what time it is? It's almost 2!"
"Shit, that's late." He was still so calm about it. Suddenly, he sat up looking worried. "What about your brother? Do you think he came home and saw us? What if he took it the wrong way?!"
"Oh! Wait, I don't think he came home yet. He works everyday and leaves at 8 so he probably just left from Sarah's house. Why are you so scared?" I laughed at his little scene.
"Oh, ok. Well I just don't want him to not like me.... I like being your friend." He mumbled.
All I could do was blush and look away when I saw him smiling at my red face. "Do you want some breakfast?" He watched me as I pulled my hand through my hair.
"Sounds good." He walked over to me and threw me over his shoulder. "I get to cook though"
"Harry! I'm gonna fall! I need to change!" I squeaked while squirming around. I really did want to change. I was still in my skinny jeans and top from yesterday. It definitely wasn't the most comfortable outfit. "Please, my jeans are actually cutting the circulation from my legs." He finally put me down, actually, threw me on the bed. "Thanks. Now leave so I can get dressed"
All of a sudden, Harry's towering over me, basically straddling me. "Or I can stay here and we can both get dressed. I don't mind." His smirk. Why does he keep making me blush. "You're blushing." Obviously he feels satisfied knowing that he can make me blush.
"Nice try, but no." I try to push him off with both hands but I end up feeling how toned he is. "Please get off and let me change now you pervert"
"Says the one feeling me up" he winks back at me and finally gets up. I need to find a way to control my blushing. "Fine, I guess I'll go start breakfast. What a party pooper."
"Just don't destroy my kitchen!" He told me he was a good cook, but I'll be the judge of that.
"No promises!" That boy is going to drive me crazy.
