Your alarm blares for the fifth time and you finally decide that you need to get up. Reaching over to the other side up the bed you start to peck Harry's face to wake him. In between each kiss you whisper to him. "Harry hon we gotta get up. You may have the day off but you still need to get up so you can pack and we can go out." All Harry does is moan and groan. After his little tantrum you start to et up but he pulls you back and traps you in his arms. "Can't we just stay here?" He mumbles into the side of your neck. "You know we can't." But just like always he manages to convince you and you two stay in bed cuddling and watching movies all day. Finally at about six he allows you two to get up and start packing his bags for the tour. "I'm gonna miss you, you know that?" Instead of answering you he just comes up and hugs you. The type of movie hug where your legs are wrapped around him and your spinning. The both of you get so dizzy you fall onto the bed and fall asleep like that. Holding onto each other as if they'll disappear.
