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Chapter 30

<>EMMAS POV<>

I wake up the next morning without any memory of falling asleep.My hand is still resting on the ice bag on Harry's chest and my body is still squeezed between his body and the couch.

I look up to see Harry's face,eyes open,staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Good morning" I whisper.

He looks down at me and smiles.

"Good morning."  He says back

"I can't believe we fell asleep on the couch like this" I giggle.

"I can" Harry laughs quietly. "There was no way I could've gotten upstairs" he finishes

"Oh" I say awkwardly in reply as I rub his bare stomach softly.

"Im gonna go see if I can find something to eat." I say before crawling over him carefully and walking to the kitchen.

Once in there my thoughts of eating are immediately crushed.The cabinets are completely empty and not even a crumb remains.

I hear my stomach grumble and ache from the lack of food for hours.

"Harry!" I yell to him in the other room.

"Yes?" He asks as he walks through the door.

"Oh your up!" I say in surprise as I thought he would still be on the couch.

"Yeah it still hurts like hell though " he chuckled."what do you need?"

"There's absolutely no food left." I said .

"Great. Now we have to go to the store." Harry groaned."I'll go put a shirt on," he finished before slipping out of the room.

I quickly followed behind him and we both went upstairs to get dressed.

Once upstairs we both walk into Harry's room and I shut the door.

"Your changing in here?" Harry asks smirking.

"Yeah" I giggle. "Is that a problem?"

"No not at all" he smiled with a small chuckle before he pulled a navy t-shirt over his shoulders till it completely covered his tattoo covered torso.

I swiftly stripped off my shirt before replacing it with one of Harry's clean ones.I couldn't help but notice his eyes staring at me. I could've sworn he was biting his lip but I didn't want to look. This made me quite confident so I decided to do a shimmy with my hips while I pulled my blue jeans down my legs.I snuck a peek at him on the other side of the room and he was pulling on his leather boots and staring at me with a smirk and a single eyebrow raised slightly.

I pulled on a pair of clean leggings before turning around to face him again.

His eyes automatically darted up to my face In a failed attempt to act like he wasn't just staring at my ass. I walked over to him and he just smiled with a fond look in his eyes.

When I was standing in front of him he brought his warm lips down to mine and planted a light kiss on my lips.

"Your beautiful." He said biting his lip and looking directly into my eyes.