I woke up to Harry looking directly at me. His emerald green eyes shinning with love and passion. I loved this. The fact that he was watching me sleep, well, it was both romantic and sweet at the same time.
"Hey angel... sleep well?" His voice is so charming I fall for him even harder.
"Oh...um...yeah." I smile feeling myself squirm underneath him. He chuckles and wraps his arms around my neck.
"You were so beautiful...I just couldn't wake you up." He blushes and I smile at the compliment.
"Are...you okay?" I ask slowly, realizing he may not even remember, he slowly nods and scratches his nose. "Do you know... what I'm talking about?" I caress his cheek with the pad of my thumb, he only shies away.
"It's probably nothing." He tries to convince me, but I'm not entirely sure he's right. "Seriously, headaches are just headaches."
I nod slowly and feel him hug me tight. I don't want to worry, but I love him, he means the world to me.
"What are you thinking?" He asks softly, his eyes eyes are worrisome and full of curiosity.
"I...I...just worry about you." I feel a sob break from the back of my throat. "I...just...l-love you."
He smiles, looking from me down to his hands.
"I love you too, Lou."
He snuggles close to me now, and lays his head against my chest. I don't say anything, I honestly don't have a reason to.
~.~
It was around thirty to forty minutes later. Harry was starting to complain of another massive headache, this time he was fully aware of how he felt, and what was going on. I went into the kitchen and took out two Tylenol and a cup of warm tea. Maybe these were just headaches, but the way it kept coming back, it was making me think differently.
"Haz... I brought you some medicine." I walk over quietly and sat down with ease. I noticed the covers are over his head , the light must be hindering him from getting better. I turned off the and put a cozy blanket on top of him. Then I get a cool washcloth to put on his forehead. Maybe this was just a rough cold. At least that's what I was hoping.
