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A loud thud awakens me, followed by a "fuck." The lights are all off but the moonlight through the window allows me to see that Harry has tripped over the bag I left on the floor. I'd laugh if I weren't so tired. I settle my head back into my pillow and close my eyes. I hear his footsteps coming near me and in a moment my comfortable position is disturbed as the cushions are removed from behind me. They're soon replaced by Harry's hard chest. He's settling in behind me, one of his arms crosses over my stomach and he pulls me toward him, nestling his head in my neck. A smile spreads across my face. I can't stop it. "I'm sorry," he whispers. He takes my hand, interlocking his fingers with mine and kisses them. I squeeze his hand but I don't say anything.

"I was an ass, I shouldn't have pushed you away and been cold with you, Louis isn't the guy for you, I am," he says quietly in my ear before kissing me there and I sigh. I'm still angry but that doesn't stop the throbbing he's causing between my thighs. This sucks; my anger doesn't stop me from wanting him. My sadness makes me want him even more.

"A huge ass," I sigh with a slight laugh. I turn over on my back and he leans over me. His lips kiss mine slowly and I kiss him back the same way. I cup his face and he pulls me on top of him. I straddle him and lay my head on his chest. He strokes my back. This is perfect, he's perfect. 

"Keep it down" I hear suddenly from beside us, causing my eyes to bulge out of my bed. I completely forget Shannon was in here oh gosh.

"Sorry" I say, completely embarrassed, Harry just laughs.

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