Truly Madly Deeply- Chapter 5

'What can I sleep in?' Harry asked me, as we started walking to my bedroom, hand in hand.

'I probably have an old t-shirt if you like?' I suggested. 'I don't think I have any pyjama bottoms that would fit you, is boxers alright?'

'That's cool with me!' Harry said.

We got to my bedroom, Harry opened the door, he reached out to the light switch and flicked the lights on. I let go of his hand and walked in first. I went to my chest of draws on the opposite side of the room, and opened the second draw down; my pyjama draw. I pulled out a loose, very pale pink t-shirt.

'I know it's pink, but is this okay?' I asked.

'I like pink!' Harry defended. 'Yeah it looks great. I'll try it on,'

Within seconds of him saying that, his own t-shirt was off. I couldn't take my eyes off his body and intricate tattoos. He caught me staring.

'You like what you see?' He asked cheekily.

'I sure do,' I said, ripping my eyes away from his perfect figure and turning back to my draw to get my pyjamas out. I rummaged around a bit, until I found a pretty lacy top and pink pyjama bottoms.

I turned away to go into my ensuite and change. I opened the door, glimpsing back at Harry, he was looking at me also. I walked in, I could sense Harry was still watching me. I shut the door, but didn't lock it. There was no need, I thought. He is my boyfriend after all.

I stripped into my knickers and bra, and slipped on my pyjamas.

I opened a cupboard to get a wet wipe to remove my makeup. I rubbed the cold wipe onto my warm, dry skin until all my makeup was off.

'Crap,' I muttered silently. He's never seen me without makeup on, what if he thinks I'm ugly? I started having a mini panic attack.

Oh well, no time to go back now. I'm sure it will be fine.

I opened the lid of the bin, and threw the wipe away. I then briefly dried my face with a hand towel, and opened the door, it creaked slightly, causing Harry to look up.

Harry was lying on my bed on top of the covers. He couldn't keep his eyes off my chest.

'Eyes are up here, big boy!' I said, half joking, half serious.

It was enough to knock Harry out of his little trance, as his eyes shot right up to my face.

'Sorry baby,' he apologised.

I just smiled.

I walked towards the bed and slid under the covers, Harry copied. The bed was cold, sending goose bumps all over my body.

I leaned over to the side of my bed and turned out the lights. I then snuggled over to Harry. I turned to face away from him, our bodies fitting together like a jigsaw. He put his arms around me and pulled me in closer. I held onto his muscular arms, kissing them gently.

'Baby?' Harry whispered.

'Yeah?' I replied.

'Can I just say, I am the luckiest guy in the world. I have the most perfect girlfriend and I never ever want to loose you. I will do anything for you baby,'

I twisted my head to look at him in the twilight, shifting my body slightly. I could only see his silhouette, but I could sense he was smiling.

I couldn't help but smile back, I kissed him gently.

'I love you,' I said to Harry, not wanting him to say it back, but I just wanted him to know.

'I love you more,' Harry said. We both giggled. 'Night babe,'