Receiving Her (h.s. au)

XX

"Harry! Man, we need you out here."

My eyes open at the noise of Harry's roommates outside his door, Harry wrapping his arms around me tighter. Harry pulled me onto him in the middle of the night, his insistence due to my restlessness. I don't know why I couldn't fall asleep but I felt completely calm as soon as I was with Harry.

"Harry," I whisper, shaking him lightly from sleep. His eyes stay closed and I kiss his cheek lightly, his lips humming as I do so.

"Your roommates," I whisper, his eyes opening and looking at me.

"I don't care about them. I'm staying here with you," he whispers, my hands staying on his chest. I lean up and kiss his cheek, his eyes closing as I bring my fingers up to play with his hair.

"Harry! Your truck is in the way!" one calls, Harry's arms holding me tighter and my head resting in his neck.

"I'm sleeping, goddamn-it!" Harry says, my lips curving. I kiss his jaw and he leans his head on mine, my eyes closing as he keeps me close.

"We have to get to practice. Move your fucking truck!"

Harry groans and I'm laid down on the bed, his lips pressing to my forehead. "You don't move. I'll be right back," he says, my head nodding. He kisses my lips lightly and puts on his sweatpants, walking to the door. He walks out and locks it behind him, my lips curving. I roll onto my back and close my eyes, feeling good about everything right now. There are no worries and I have never thought I'd be able to do this again, but I could not be happier with Harry.

A knock on the door sounds and I hear Harry say it's him, my body climbing out of bed. My feet pad the floor and I open the door, Harry's hands on my waist and lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold him close to me, my fingers holding his cheeks.

"Do you want to go to their game tonight?" he asks, my lips pressing to his cheek.

"Sure," I grin, his eyes on me. He stares at me, my eyes looking at him shyly.

"What?" I ask, his lips curving.

"I can't tell you how happy I am," he says, my eyes meeting his. My hands hold his cheeks and bring his face to mine, pressing my lips to his.

"I'm happy too," I grin, his arms wrapping around me tightly.

He walks over to the bed and he lays me down, his body on mine. I play with his curls and he laughs, my lips curving at how gorgeous he is.

"Don't you every cut your hair," I tell him, his nose brushing mine.

"I won't. Just for you," he smiles, kissing my cheek.

We get out of bed and I put on my clothes from yesterday, his body putting on sweats. "Can you drop me off at my apartment?" I ask, his head nodding.

"Let's go baby," he says, grabbing his keys. We walk outside and he helps me into the truck, his body moving into the other side after.

Our drive is comfortably silent and he pulls up to the apartment building. Before I unlock the door, Harry grabs my hand and turns me to look at him.

"Are you alright today? You know, after last night?" he asks, concern showing in his eyes. I smile, leaning over and brushing my fingers through his hair.

"I'm perfect today," I grin, his lips curving. He moves his arm around me and pulls me close, his head leaning into my neck. He kisses my skin and I grin, his lips so soft.

"I'll pick you up for the game later," he whispers, my eyes closing as I nod. He lifts his head and kisses my lips, my heart pounding.

"Bye Curly," I smile, his nose brushing mine. One last kiss is placed to my lips and I flush.