Cherry Bomb [H.S.]

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Laying in bed, I'm turned on my side as I look over Harry's face as he continues to sleep. When I woke up in the middle of the night at one point, we were in a much different position. Harry's back was against my chest, and my arms were tight around him - making him the little spoon. This time I woke up to Harry and I facing each other right before my alarm, which I've shut off now, was supposed to sound. I allow my eyes to take him in with my bottom lip tucked between my teeth - just treasuring the fact that I'm able to be this close to someone as beautiful as him.

I slowly raise my hand, and I trace the tip of my index finger over his hairline before running it over his eyebrows, then down the bridge of his nose. He stirs a bit, so I pull it away for a moment, but once he settles, I gently brush it over his top lip and then his jawline. I drop my hand back down onto the mattress - sucking in a deep breath as I once again just lay there and admire him.

It's been a couple of weeks now since Harry asked me to be his girlfriend. Things really haven't been all that much different considering we were already very much acting like a couple, but I think the physical part of everything has just been taken up a notch. I can tell he no longer hesitates to reach out and touch me whenever he feels the urge to, and I've done the same when it comes to him. It all just feels so natural - like pure instinct.

To say I'm surprised that this is where we ended up, especially with the way Harry was when I first got back, would be an understatement. I never thought that I would get the caring side of him, that I knew was still in there somewhere, back again. For a while, I couldn't help but feel jealous of the relationship that Harry and Rylan once shared. That feeling started to carve its way into my chest once we decided to take the next step, but overtime, I've realized that's something I definitely don't need to feel towards what they had. Rylan didn't get the Harry that I have now. She had the closed off and reckless Harry, and that's what she ultimately wanted. She didn't get to have the real him.

My eyes glance to my phone that I had put down on the pillow next to my face, and I tap the screen to have it light up so I can check the time. I sigh when I know that I have to get up now in order to be ready for my meeting on time. Grabbing the device, I lean in and press a soft kiss against one of Harry's cheekbones, and then his forehead, before I'm carefully rolling out of bed so that I don't disturb him.

I quietly make my way into the kitchen to start up the coffee pot, and then I return to my room and gather my makeup before heading into the bathroom to get ready so that I wasn't loud at my vanity. Once I get my skincare out of the way, I go ahead and put some product in my hair to let it sit before styling, and I start to work on my makeup.

The meeting I have for today is extremely important. It's to discuss a couple of upcoming events that could really help take my career to the next level, and as nervous as that makes me, these are opportunities that I've been waiting for for a long time now. My career has been pretty much on the same level since I released my EP, but now that I'm working on my album, it would be nice to really have my name out there, and recognized, before that comes out. Although my EP was very healing for me to make, this new album is probably going to be the most personal thing that I've ever put out, and my hope is that it helps others heal with whatever they may be going through as well.