Sunday
Theresa’s POV:
I woke up to blinding light in my face.
Ok, it wasn’t blinding light, but I’m not a morning person. And when your not a morning person, its not fun to wake up with the sun in your eyes.
I sat up and yawned really loud, but then I realized that it wasn’t my room.
I quickly laid back down and shut my eyes. Ok, where the hell am I?
Then it hit me. I had gone home with Harry the night before. I slowly sat back up and looked around. I leaned over the edge to find Harry laying on his stomach with the covers down. He was only wearing his boxers. Don’t freak out, don’t freak out. He yawned and rolled over on his back, and I had to stop myself from staring at his six-pack.
I thought my hair was probably a mess, so I got out of bed to brush it, and I realized two things.
One, I was only wearing one of Harry’s shirts, no pants. The shirt only went below my thighs. And two, with Harry being so big, and me being so small, there was no way around him except over.
I made sure he was fully asleep before I started to climb over him. I had gotten my first leg over when I looked at his face. He looked simply adorable when he was asleep, with his curls moving slightly whenever he exhaled and his eyes lightly closed. I looked down and realized it didn’t look good the position I was in. So I swung my other leg over him and stood up.
Just as I turned, my legs were pulled out from under me and i fell right on top of Harry.
He chuckled, and in one swift move he lifted me and heaved me over his shoulder. He stood up and dropped me on the bed. He smiled and leaned down so his nose was practically touching mine.
“What an interesting way to wake up,” he said cheekily as he winked at me.
“Uhh.... Yeah sorry?” I couldn’t help but loose myself in his eyes.
But I reminded myself that I couldn’t let him get to me. If he really liked me, he was going to have to work for it.
He looked right into my eyes. He looked down at my lips and bit his. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen him do. When he looked back into my eyes, he smiled and leaned in.
“You’re....” He whispered as he closed the space between us and shut his eyes.
Just as quickly as he put m on the bed, I pushed him off of me and ran into the hallway.
“Miss me, miss me! Now you gotta kiss me!” As I said it, I mentally slapped myself. Well now he’s really gonna get you.
“Oh, I’ll gladly kiss you,” he said as he slowly approached me, “Just hold still.”
“OMG RAPIST!” I screamed as I ran down the hallway and into the bathroom. He was very good at this whole “creeper” thing.
“Come on Tessie. Open up,” he creepily said as he jiggled the knob, “I won’t bite... yet.”
“Ok Harry, stop it. You’re freaking me out.”
I heard him huff as he walked away. I stood up from my place next to the toilet to press my ear to the door. I opened the door a crack and-
“Boo.” Harry whispered.
I screamed and l tried to slam the door shut, but he put his foot in at the last second.
