For the Record

Chapter Thirty Six

Sarah's P.O.V.

I woke up to the soft, warm feeling of someone breathing on the back of my neck. I turned around to see Harry, his arms wrapped around me. I smiled before turning back around and returning to my dream land for a little while longer, at peace in Harry's arms.

When I woke up again, Harry was no longer spooning me. But I could hear the faint sound of the water running and Harry singing in the shower, his beautifully deep voice bouncing off of the steamy shower walls so melodically. I closed my eyes once more, but didn't sleep. I merely listened to the sound of Harry singing in the shower.

What felt like an age later, the water turned off. Soon enough, Harry layed down next to me on the bed.

"Morning," he said, his voice still deep with sleep.

"How long have you been up?" he asked.

"Long enough. Great job singingin the shower by the way. I should ask you to do that more often. I could easily fall asleep to that, I'm sure,"

"Hm," he grunted, leaning in to give me a peck on the lips. I smiled into the kiss, however short it may have been.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" I asked after pulling away.

"No. I'm assuming you haven't either?"

"Nope!" I said popping the "p". I must admit, it was becoming a bad habit of mine. Oh well.

"What would you like?" he offered.

"I honestly don't care right now," I said. And I meant it. I could eat something I was allergic to at this point. I was starving.

"Alright, let's go see what we could find," he said, reaching out a hand for me to take. I gladly took it, but he had to do most of the work in pulling me up, as I was still half asleep.

"Hmm. Your accent never gets old," I muttered, eyes barely open.

I saw him simply shake his head in response.

"What, it's true!" I giggled.

Silence.

"Harry, are you okay?" I asked, as I was becoming rather concerned.

"Yeah, it's just I'm a little scared right now, to be honest. The last time you were all giggly like this and stuff, we had just gotten off of that Skype call with the boys. I will admit, I'm a bit afraid now," he said cautiously. Ha, he probably thought I was going to hurt him or something. Maybe I should have a little fun with this...

"What makes you say that?" I snapped. Yep, this was gonna be fun.

"Umm. I dunno. It's just that-well-the-the last time you were like this-well, not this but-all giggly and stuff-you got all-you got all weird on me. Like-I think you were nearly to the point of raping me to be quite honest," he said, and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was scared of what I'd say or do next. It took so much of me not to burst out laughing. But I knew that if I did that now, it would be said and done. I could definently get some more entertainment out of this first.

"What do you mean weird?" I sneered. His eyes widened. This. Was. Priceless!

"Well-um-You um-You were talking all-Seductively-And-And you were kissing me all over-And stuff-And you were only half clothed-And-Um-Um-Yeah..." he breathed out, his hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck nervously.

"And did you have a problem with that?" I asked, but not as harshly.

"Well, to be honest? No, I rather enjoyed it." he said sheepishly.

"Ohmygoshthelookonyourface!" I bent over laughing.

"I'm sorry I-I had to!" I breathed out.

"You were so scared-And I-I just had to mess with you!" I said when I had finally caught my breathe. Well, almost.

"You're gonna pay for that," he said, pointing his finger at me.

"So, what's for breakfast?" I said, as if nothing ever happened.

A/N: Ok short chapter! Just got back from seeing "This Is Us" for the second time, this time with the extended cut. And the first time I saw it was on Liam's birthday, and now I saw it on Niall's. I. Feel. Accomplished. Any way, yeah. Sorry this chapter is kinda short. It is also one of my late night one's, so it's probably not my best. But it can't possibly be my worst, either. Just a week or two ago, I was working on editing my entire book so far. And reading the first few chapters, I was just like, "Did I seriously write this?" I realized how much I've grown as a writer, and the way that my writing has devoloped is just incridible. I want to thank you all who have been reading. Especially those of you who I don't know personally. You see, my friends and I have this thing where we all read each others' stories so yeah. And 400 reads. 410 if I'm to be precise. Wow! That just blows me away completely. So, I should probably go now. My author's notes have probably been getting on your nerves. I will admit, when I first starting writing, I was all like "Ugh a/n's are always so annoying it's not like any one reads them anyways." I'm not sure if that's true for you guys, but if you are reading this, thanks so much. I usually read books that are already completed minus a few exceptions so that's probably why they annoy me so much. But ever since I've started writing author's notes, I feel that it has given me a way of connecting with you guys more. Not just writing with no interacting. Well, ever since I realized that there are people actually reading this, it just makes me want to be able to talk to you all more and really get to know you on a personal level. And I mean that in a totally noncreepy way. It's like celebreties. I know, I know. Way to be cliche Sarah. But it's true. To any of you guys who just read on Wattpad, you might not get it. But when you feel like you actually mean something to someone, and not even on a personal level. It's just mind blowing, and I can't even begin to descibe what it feels like. So thank you all again. I love you all so much, my little Wattpaderinos! Stay awesome! :* ~SL