Leave Me Alone (h.s.)

Chapter 40

I STARTED ANOTHER BOOK CALLED 'R.I.P. TO MY YOUTH' AND ITS A BLONDE HARRY FANFIC!!! PLEASE READ IT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!!!!

PLEASE READ MY NOTE AT THE BOTTOM!!!!

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HARRY'S POV

Valentine's day.

A holiday that I never fucking cared for, being that it was only a couple's holiday. And of course, me being me, I would always completely ignore anything and everything that had to do with Valentine's day because I was constantly lonely on the dreaded day, just like every other day.

I almost miss primary school when kids would craft and decorate an old tattered shoe box with hearts and stickers and sparkles and bring it into school and it was mandatory to bring valentine cards and candy for everyone. Back then Valentine's day was fun. Then in junior high, I tried asking multiple girls to be my valentine-- all of them laughing in my face and saying no but still taking the fucking teddy bear I gave to each and everyone of them-- I had finally gave up on the stupid, unnecessary holiday my freshmen year.

But it's different this year. I actually have someone to call mine. I actually have someone that loves me. I actually have someone that makes me feel happy on Feburary fourteenth rather than hate everything about today. And I think that maybe all those years of hating Valentine's day was worth it if it means that I get to spend this year's couple's holiday with somebody that means the absolute world to me.

Yeah, Valentine's day is still a stupid holiday that makes singles feel like shit, but at least I'm not single this year.

My eyes flutter open and it takes me a minute to realize that I am not at home. The black designed walls had lightened to a dark grey since the curtains had been ripped away from the window and the sun was seeping in the hotel suite. I stare at the ceiling for a while and just lie there, not wanting to move from the soft bed because it feels so much better than my mattress at home. I want to try and go back to sleep, but I know that it will be useless.

I reach my arm across the other side of the bed and try to reach for Faithlyn, but my eyes widen as my hand lands on the white pillow. I automatically raise from the bed and look around. I try to focus my hearing on maybe some shower water running or any sort of noise in room, but there was nothing.

I start throwing on some random clothes so maybe I can find her in the lobby, but as soon as I was about to head for the door, it opens and the smell of breakfast food fills my nostrils.

"Damn, I was hoping you would still be asleep so I could surprise you with food." Her shoulders slump and her hands are holding two styrofoam boxes that I assume is wear the intoxicating smell of pancakes and chocolate is coming from.

I give a soft, lazy smile in her direction and she does the same. She walks over to the bed and sits down, patting the other side of the bed asking silently for me to come join her and I oblige.

"Good morning," I groan as I flop down on the bed and smash my face into the pillow I slept on last night. She giggles at my sleepy state of mind that still hasn't faded.

"I should have gotten coffee for both of us."

"It's okay, we can get it a little later."

I decide to sit up and open the styrofoam box marked with an 'H' on it. The box is filled with a few pancakes and a chocolate muffin, Faithlyn having the same in her box. I lean over and kiss her soft cheek and she smiles.

"Thank you for getting food." I say as I pick up my fork and begin eating.

"No problem, I just wanted to do something nice for you." She shrugs and takes a bite out of her muffin.