Your alarm wakes you up at 6:00 am as usual, you turn it off rapidly before it wakes anyone else. Memories of last night flash in your head as you slowly stand up from the bed, glancing back at the boy wrapped in the sheets.
He is definitely doing something to you, because you blush and get butterflies just by looking at him.
You leave the room, going to the kitchen and starting the coffee machine. While you wait you take a shower and dress up, doing your hair and make up in no time, you have to leave for work soon.
Walking barefoot around your apartment, you pour two cups of coffee and walk back to your room, standing by your bed.
Even when the sight in front of you distracts you, you really have to leave.
"Harry." You say, in a low voice.
He doesn't hear you, so you say it a little louder.
"Harry... Harry wake up. I have to go to work."
With that, he wrinkles his nose letting you know he's awake, but he still keep his eyes closed.
"Harry!" You say a little louder, holding your laugh.
This time he wakes up, stretching his arms with a smile on his face. He looks insanely hot between your sheets.
"Good morning." You say, once you lock eyes with him, handing him a cup.
"Gosh, you're hot today." He says in a slow raspy morning voice, making you doubt if you are going to make it on time today.
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