Different

Now You Care?

Chapter 4.

(Charlotte's POV)

I woke up early the next morning. I tried to turn over on my back, but I couldn't. I winced as a turned my head and saw Harry.

Wait. HARRY? We're spooning. In my bed. What?

"Harry!" I said tapping him lightly.

He just groaned and rolled over.

Finally. I can lay on my back.

"Harry, wake up" I said tapping him again.

Again, he groaned, but opened his eyes this time.

"What am I doing in here?" He asked.

"I think you fell asleep in here last night." I said.

"Oh. I'm so sorry, Charlotte. I didn't mean to-" He started.

"Harry it's fine." I said cutting him off.

"It's not like we did anything. We just slept. Now help me up, please?" I asked.

He nodded and got up walking to the side of the bed I was on.

"Thank you. Now can you help me get Riley out of her crib?" I asked again.

"Of course." He said.

"Oh look! The pretty girl is already awake!" Harry said picking her up.

"Hello beautiful girl!" I said after Harry handed her to me.

She giggled and stared at me.

"Are you hungry?" I asked her, already knowing the answer.

"Harry can you see if there's anymore bottles in that bag?" I asked pointing to the bag on the floor.

"I don't see any." Harry said digging through it.

Damn it. I thought to myself.

"Do you have any formula? I could make a bottle for you." He offered.

"No. I don't. And I rarely use formula anyway." I said back.

He seemed to be thinking about what I just told him.

"You mean-you breast feed? And what you had in those bottles is-is breat milk?" He asked slightly amused.

"Uh, yeah. Why?" I asked, confused.

"Well you see, before we came here and Dr. Benson was looking at you, Liam was getting ready to feed Riley when he dared Louis to try it and-an-" He couldn't finish because he laughing so hard.

I swear these boys act like they're five. I thought.

"He drank it!" Harry finally finished.

I really didn't know what to say, so I just sat there with an amused look on my face.

"We should tell him." I finally said after Harry was done laughing.

"What? He's going to kill me!" he said back.

"Why would he kill you, Harry? It's not like you knew." I said simply, looking down at Riley.

"I guess you're right. But we should tell him when all the boys are around. So maybe we could all watch a movie or something?" he asked.

"Yeah that could work, but how are we going to bring it up?" I asked.

He stared at me, seeming to being thinking.

"Maybe you ask me to see if there are any bottles left, like you just did & when I can't find any, I ask if you have an formula & of course you say no because you don't use formula. It'll be priceless!" Harry finally said. I laughed, even though it hurt like hell. Harry was funny & could make me laugh even when I didn't want to.