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I woke up next to a sleep shirtless Harry. The last few days have been pretty good. It's nearly a week since Harry asked me out.
I started running my finger tips up and down his shoulder. I study his face. He had a few pimples and a little mustache growing in. I stared at his pink lips.
"Take a picture it'll last longer." Harry cracked a smile and opened his beautiful green eyes.
"If only I had a camera." I playfully hit his chest.
"Well I've got many of them," Harry reaches over to his bedside table and pulls out a small camera. "My very first camera." Harry lays back down and hands me the camera.
"Does it still work?" I go amd stradle Harry's hips.
"Of course, hand it here." Harry took the camera and turned it on. He snapped a quick picture of me before I could react and when I tried to take it back he took more. "See, it works." Harry smiled cheeky then handed me the camera.
I roll my eyes at his and start taking pictures of him. After I took a bunch of pictures of him, he took the camera from my hands and placed it on his bed side table.
I frowned trying to get it back. Harry pulled me down and connected our lips. "No babe, that's enough." I deepened the kiss.
"No, I need a million." Harry smiled into our kiss. I started trailing kisses down his neck and his chest.
I started sucking and biting leaving marks on his chest.
"Keep doing that and you'll get it back." Harry pulled me back down to his lips but I pulled away.
"I changed my mind instead lets go out to breakfast." I climb off Harry and went into my closet.
"Why?Come get back in bed." Harry sat up on his bed staring at me.
"Nope, it's 9am and breakfast is almost over." I shuffled through my clothes looking for something to wear.
"We still got time left. It doesn't take long to go to breakfast." I shake my head.
"Well I've got to shower and get dressed and that takes forever!" I picked up a pair of black skinny jeans, still looking for shoes and a top.
"Well then don't get dressed. Go in your pyjamas." Harry walked up to the door of my closet.
I turned to him, "I can't, now go get dressed." Harry walked over to his part of the closet and picked up black jeans and a blue button shirt. He laid them down on the chair in the middle of the room.
"I'll go and shower." Harry kissed my cheek and left to the bathroom.
After 10 minutes I finally picked an outfit. Harry walked into the closet with just boxers on, "Keep teasing me and there will be no breakfast." I walked past Harry slapping his butt making him laugh.
