Beneath Your Beautiful

Chapter 22

"Isn't it amazing?" I asked, looking up at the beautiful, now starry sky. "Harry?" I whispered, looking over at him. He was asleep.... Or pretending... "Hey, babe, wake up." I whispered again, ruffling his hair. "Hmm?" He asked, his eyes still closed. "Wake up. It's dark." I laughed. "Oh... Ready to go?" He yawned, rubbing his eyes. "Sure." I laughed again, kissing his forehead.

He stood up, and extended a hand so he could help me up, after rubbing sand out of his hair. "I love you." He smiled, giving me a kiss. "I'm hungry. Oh, and I love you too!" I giggled.

"They literally have these everywhere here." Harry laughed as we walked into McDonalds. "I'm not complaining!" I smiled. "Hello, how may I help you?" An older lady smiled. "Umm... I'll have a regular cheeseburger, and a small coke, to go, please." I said. "Is that all?" She asked. I looked at Harry, and nodded. "Just a second." She smiled (again).

"How is your food?" Harry laughed, as we walked down the street. "Pretty good!" I smiled. I had my cheeseburger in one hand, and my coke in the other. "Want some?" I asked, holding out my drink. "Yes please." He smiled, taking a sip. We walked in silence for a while, because is just nice to know that a $4 meal from McDonalds and eachother is all we need to be happy.

"I'm so tired!" Harry laughed. "Me too!" I smiled, kissing his cheek. "Good night, Boobear." Harry yawned, picking me up off the couch. "Good night, you two." He smiled, before directing his attention back to the telly. I was already in my jammies, so Harry laid me down, before stripping down to his boxers. "When is the next concert?" I yawned, closing my eyes. "Tomorrow." Harry whispered, pulling he close to him, after he got in bed. I nodded, and Harry kissed my neck before I fell asleep.