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Ariana's Pov

I silently watched the breeze coming from the slightly open door of the balcony, my eyes averting the to the alarm clock every 5 minutes.

I sighed, digging my head deeper into my pillow.

I slowly got up into a sitting position, opening the drawer of my nightstand and fetching my notebook where I kept all my personal songs I write to distract myself every time I seem to not be able to fall asleep.

I got my pen out, tapping the end against my lips as I thought of what to write.

All it took was a glance at Harry's sleeping figure and my hands moved to get the tip of the pencil to swiftly write the words that were currently in my head.

I smiled as each line described Harry. I corrected a few mistakes, scribbling out some unnecessary words and perfecting the short song.

Harry knows about my notebook and all the unheard songs I put into it, the world never knowing how I truly viewed the love of my life as. Whenever he's upset with hate or other negativity, I hand him it and he swiftly takes a look and immediately, a smile is across his lips.

He has told me multiple times how much he loves the songs, and how one day we'll write a song together.

I felt an arm wrap around my knees, along with a head plopping down on my lap as I reached for my glass of water.

I smiled down at his sleepy eyes, his hands caressing my skin.

"Can't sleep, kitten?" He looked up at me.

I nodded, writing the date and time on the page of the short song I just wrote.

"Did ya finish a song?" Again, I nodded and wrote his name onto the bottom of the page in fancy letters, my boredom taking over me.

He gently took the journal from my hands, his eyes scanning over the words I wrote about him as my fingers played with his curls.

After several seconds after, he sat up and cupped my face.

"I love you, baby." He looked into my eyes, kissing all over my face until his lips eventually met mine.

After a few more seconds, I pulled away and just cuddled into his side.

He wrapped his arms around me , kissing my head and laying back down.

"Night, angel."

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