I pull back the maroon colored curtains from the balcony and step out onto the cold concrete surface and slide the glass door shut. My hands wrap around the railing and I lean against it, letting the chilly wind blow through my long, wavy hair, my blue eyes observing Paris at night, everything is lit up and I smile before looking down and swallowing back my fear, I hate heights, my body tenses slightly as I push myself away from the ledge, the ground giving way underneath my bare feet and I fall, screaming but before I can hit the ground I wake up. I'm in a cold sweat and clinging to a sleeping Harry. I exhale, realizing I'm safe and nothing happened. I look over at the clock; 4:32; I have a few more hours of sleep.
Once that plan fails I get up and grab the left over food, wrapped in tin foil and shaped like a swan, romantic but if it were real I'm sure I wouldn't mind eating it......god my country girl side is showing through. I should visit home, I'm probably home sick or something.
I call home, knowing they're up by now, they pick up on the third ring as Harry stirs slightly in his sleep but doesn't wake, I smile.
"Hello?" My mom asks.
"Hi mom." I say quietly but cheerfully.
"Hi angel." I can almost see her smiling. "What are you doing up so early?"
"Bad dream." I shrug.
"Wanna talk about it?"
"Okay." I say, having nothing better to do. "So I woke up and it was about this time at night and I went out to the balcony and leant against the edge to look at Paris during the night."
"Okay."
"But then I looked down, and ya know how I'm afraid of heights? Yeah well I pushed myself from the ledge then I was falling to the ground, I don't even know..." I breathlessly laugh.
"Hmmm, I don't know what that means." I roll my eyes. "I'll let you get back to sleep, good night."
"Night."
"Love you."
"Love ya too." I say before we hang up and Harry stirs again so I walk over to the bed and crawl under the covers where he wraps his arms around my waist and pull my chest to his where I eventually position myself comfortably on his bare chest.
"What were you doing?" He asks sleepily, sighing, his eyes still closed, partially open.
"I had to pee." I lie, I don't need him worrying.
"Oh.." He chuckles, kissing my forehead before we both drift off again.
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I wake up to Harry whispering in my ear.
"Babe, babe, you can you loosen your death grip on me?" I feel my cheeks heat up as I let him go and falling into the pillow that smells just like him and smile while holding it to myself to cuddle it.
"We have to get breakfast." He chuckles, laying down beside me again.
I groan. "Right now?"
"Yeah." He's grinning, I can tell by the sound of his voice.
I groan again and turn over where he kisses my nose, it's too early for affection so I pull the covers over my head and hear him chuckle and some hangers move around before I feel clothes on my bum and thighs, pulling the covers back to see Harry's picked me out an outfit.
"Nice hair." He comments, I blush as he chuckles and ruffles mine some more.
"You shower first, if I do there'll be no hot water left." I say, only half awake.
"We get unlimited hot water baby." He says, oh, we do?
"Oh...you can still shower first." I let my head drop into the pillow and fall asleep from, like, 20 minutes before Harry wakes me up and forces me to shower.
I shower then look around for the clothes I forgot on the bed and sigh before contemplating over what to do and decide to peek my head out. "Harry?" No response, I don't see him so I hope he's out on the balcony as I run over to the bed and grab the clothes as Harry pops out from the other side of the bed.
"Boo."
I scream and jump back, throwing some kind of material at him before running into the bathroom and lock it.
"You threw me your bra..." He says, chuckling, I feel my cheeks heat up, he's such a child.
"You picked me out a bra?" I shriek once it sets in.
"I picked you out some panties too."
"Don't say that word." I say, I hate the word panties.
"Do you want your bra back or what?" He sounds close to the door, I give in and open it to see him smirking and leaning against the frame, my pink lace bra dangling between his fingers, I feel my cheeks heat up even more and roll my eyes at his smug look, grabbing the material which he pulls back from me, was this his plan all along? God he's a pervert sometimes.
He kisses me before I can scold him and I melt before he pulls away and hands it to me, I shut the door and he laughs.
I step into the grey sweats and clip my bra on before putting my blue shirt on that says This Is My Happy Face with Grumpy Cat in the middle, I open the door slightly to let the steam out, Harry pushes the door open. "No makeup." He says when I'm about to put eyeliner on.
"Why not?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Because you're beautiful without it." I roll my eyes. "I'm being serious." He says with seriousness, I look at him, mouth slightly agape then scrunch my nose a bit but put the cap back on the pencil. I don't want to fight with him over something stupid.
"Fine." I roll my eyes, he smirks and leaves, I follow after him, he throws my uggs at me, they hit my face, I make the weirdest face and noise while stumbling back, he laughs.
"You're a jerk." I tease, slipping them on, he kisses me then bites my lower lip. I laugh causing him to let go.
"I'm your jerk." He says, I giggle and lean up to kiss him before he intertwines our fingers and we leave, the paps just had to be there to take pictures of my face. They're everywhere so I shouldn't be surprised but its only something more the fans to hate on.
"You are beautiful." He kisses my cheek, right under my ear giving me tingles as we walk along. Harry does make me feel beautiful.
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A/N: yay update! So I didn't get to what was wrong with Harry but that should either be in the next chapter or the one after that idk yet but anyways I hope you liked it! It was a bit rushed since I have to study bones for a science tomorrow. I'm gonna fail so bad if I don't study so yeah, ily 💖
Anywhore 3.5K reads for the next chapter, yeah? And I don't have a vote goal so yeah ilysm bai
