When I wake up... You will be here

Chapter 12

Because when Harry screw up a plan... -part 2-

Harry's P.O.V.

After the movie finished the girls decided to watch another, obviously not another horror movie, so they could sleep tonight. Halfway of the movie I was still holding Emma in my arms. I could feel my sister gaze over me. And I knew that in her lips was a smirk.

I could feel Emma's soft and rhythmical breath hitting my chest and spread until it lightly touches my neck. I looked down and I saw her sleeping with her face buried in my chest, one of her hands in my neck and the other one in my chest, beside her face. Her hair falling gently over her shoulders.

I saw my sister through the corner of my eyes. She was staring at the TV's screen. Lisa was sleeping with her head in Sarah's shoulder, who was almost asleep. Emma moved into my arms and I hugged her tightly. And, without my sister or someone saw, I gave her a little kiss on the forehead.

After a while my eyelids began to feel heavy and my eyes slowly closed. I fell asleep holding Emma between my arms, the only one I want to be here.

Emma's P.O.V.

I move a little, waking up. I opened my eyes and blink a few times, adapting my eyes to the sun light coming from the window. I saw Gemma sleeping, and Sarah sleeping while squashing Lisa. I smile.

I try to move, but I couldn't. I look down and saw to arms wrapped tightly in my waist. I look up and I saw a sleepy Harry. His green eyes closed. His pink lips slightly pursed. His messy curls falling over his forehead. His chest moving up and down at the pace of his breath.

I had to get wriggle out of his grip before the girls wake up. The more trying to get out of his grasp, the more tightly he wraps his arms around my waist. I try to remove his fingers, but I couldn't.

”Harry... You... Have... To... Let... Me... Go..." I said moving in his arms.

A small smile formed in his lips. He was awake? He was awake! 

"Harry let me go!" I whisper. He didn't let me go.

"I know that you are awake." I say with an obviously tone.

The smile in his lips disappeared and he looses his grip, but he didn't let me go. He wide opens his green eyes, his eyes crashing with mines. Hi didn't say a word. The house was in a complete silence. 

His eyes look down to my lips. Unconsciously, I begin to stroke his curls with the hand I had on his neck. His scent filling my lungs. His aromas wrap again around my waist. Our eyes went back together. Our breaths mingled.

He approached a little closer to me, slowly. Their lips met mine, coming together in a tender kiss that stirred everything inside of me. I wrap my around his neck. His thumbs rubbing my waist under my shirt. He put one of his hands in my neck, pulling me to him, making the kiss deeper...