Flaws || h.s.

Chapter Fourteen

A/n: hello friends i hope you enjoy although it's a bit of a filler

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We didn't go to sleep. Harry's bare arms wrapped around my bare torso, easily encircling it. He slowly exhaled into my neck where his head rested. His hair tickled my cheek, and I smiled to myself as I felt the familiar sensation. "I love you," I said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled in.

As a cloud passed over the moon and the room darkened, Harry ran the rough tips of his fingers over my bandaged wrist. "I know," He murmured, his other hand rested on my stomach, rubbing slow and small circles.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"I know," Harry repeated, further intertwining his legs with mine.

"I love you,"

"You already said that," Harry laughed softly, his fingers temporarily forgetting my wrist and moving to hold my hand. "I love you, too."

"Did Mike leave?" I asked, about to sit up when Harry pulled me back to bed.

"I sure hope so," Harry chuckled. "It's near three in the morning."

"Really? When did you get here?" I asked.

"Midnight," he told me.

"Three hours goes by fast," I commented.

"I missed you," Harry pulled me closer.

"I know," I said, playfully mocking him.

"When will your mum be home?" he asked.

"Who cares?" I rolled over onto my back to look at him. He stayed on his side, his elbow propping him up so he could smile softly at me.

"I care. I'm not so sure your mum would be very happy to find her naked daughter in bed with naked me. It may not be the best way to tell her we're back together," he clasped my hand in his, smirking.

"Good point," I smiled.

"Are we?"

"Hmm?" I looked up at him, my eyes fluttering sleepily.

"Back together,"

I sat up, taking his hands in mine. The blanket was covering my chest, thankfully, though Harry's upper half was bare. "I made a horrible mistake. Actually, no, I made a stupid decision that lead to a horrible mistake. I thought I was protecting you and protecting me too by cutting you off. I was wrong. I hurt myself and I hurt you. And, quite honestly, I should have known we wouldn't be able to stay apart for long. I'm not even sure anyone knew we broke up in the first place."

He kissed me before standing up to pull two pairs of sweatpants and two shirts out of my closet. He pulled on the pair of sweatpants that he had lent to me before he had left for tour and shrugged into a tee shirt that had the name and logo of my dance studio on it despite it being much too small for him. The thin fabric stretched across his chest and it was just short enough to show off the very bottom of his belly, though it didn't seem to bother him as he tossed me the other articles of clothing. "Uh, panties would help, H."

"I'll leave that to you," he sat back down on the bed and pulled the comforter up to his chin, smiling contently, leaving me to find a pair of knickers in my all too dark room.

"I think the painkillers they gave me at the hospital are making me sleepy," I said absentmindedly as I pulled on my sweatpants after my underwear. "Though that was hours ago."

"Sorry for keeping you awake for so long," Harry grinned at me. "Now come here so we can both go to sleep."

I curled into a ball next to him as he pulled me impossibly closer.