blind. 2 | styles (hariana)

XXX. I Need a Love to Keep Me Happy (Baby Keep Me Happy)

Nothing like a bit of the rolling stones at 3:49 a.m. 

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~ Harry ~

The next morning, I woke up feeling no better than the night before.

The sinking feeling in my stomach returned all too quickly when I felt her steady breathing against the back of my neck as she laid next to me with her arms around my waist, acting as the big spoon to my little spoon throughout the night. I always felt so protected in her arms, despite how petite she was compared to me, I believed she was the strongest between the both of us. I knew waking up without her next to me for the next few days would be a struggle I would have to face in the near future.

Today would be the day I return to Boston, and my bags which she had packed last night without my asking were set aside by my door, mocking me with their purpose as I curled myself closer to her warmth.

It physically pained me to move her hands away from where they were, protectively holding me in place like I would leave her in the middle of the night. I needed to get ready, and having been well rested for most of the night because of Ariana allowed me to be much more awake that morning.

As I sat at the edge of my bed, I glanced towards her sleeping figure which hadn't moved except to cuddle into a pillow I had placed next to her. She had done so much for me last night; not only packing my things for me while I studied, gone out to buy us and cook us dinner, but looked after me and dealt with my upset attitude, providing me with the motivation to study while also having the right mind to know when too much was enough.

I wasn't surprised when she decided to head to bed after we finished our dinner. I offered to clean up after the both of us while she got her much needed rest and after finding her passed out still in the clothes she had left for the grocery store in, I knew I may have taken advantage of her energetic light which had seemed to flicker out.

Letting her sleep for a little longer while I got myself ready appeared to be the right thing to do.

My movements were quite sluggish as I suppressed the reality that I was only trying to prolong my stay with her, arguing with myself that I was simply still tired. Though that was not the case at all, and hearing her hum lightly in her sleep wasn't helping me deal with the fact that I knew her sleeping patterns well enough to know that if she was humming every time she exhaled, that she was actually awake and only pretending to sleep.

I allowed her the benefit of the doubt and continued to get ready.

Every now and then I'd turn to her, particularly when I undressed myself. It wasn't the first time she saw me naked, obviously, but hearing her breathing hitch was amusing within itself because she had given away that she was awake.

"Enjoying the view?" I spoke without turning to her. With my back still facing her, I slipped on a clean pair of boxers and removed the towel from my head.

"You have the cutest butt." She laughed softly, her voice laced with the tiredness that was still evidently present. "I wish my butt was as cute as your butt."

"Not the first time I've heard that," I chuckled, "did I wake you?" Though I knew she had been awake for a while now, I decided not to trouble her with the embarrassment of being caught. After all, her watchful stare isn't something I would complain about.

"I've been in and out of consciousness. I was confusedly dreaming about an Angel, then I realized I was looking at your cute butt."

"Is that your poor attempt at flirting with me at five in the morning?"

"Hey." She laughed. "If you can't handle all of this, then bugger off. Five in the morning, who are you my mother?"

"That makes no sense love, but please continue speaking. I forgot how endearing you become at the crack ass of dawn."