- Lesbehonest. h.e.s -

- 13. been too long-

     I lay in Harry's bed, taking a whiff of his blanket, remembering his smell making me miss him even more. He showed me the house he lives in in LA a few days before he left, and I haven't left it since.

  Harry's been gone, promoting Dunkirk, the movie he's in. And I miss him, like a lot. I look at the time. 11pm. Ok. Not too late, maybe I should call him. I just wanna hear his voice.

  My FaceTime call rings, my heart racing, as he answers and I see his eyes shut as he lays on his stomach.

"Harry?" I say as he groans sleepily, shuffling a bit. His eyes stay shut but I can tell he's not asleep.

"Hi baby." He mumbles, his voice deeper than usual because of sleep, as he rubs at his eyes a small smile spreading across his face. My heart drops when I hear his voice.

"I miss you. It's been so long. Ugh. You've be gone for too long." I whine as his eyes finally open, his green eyes looking directly at me.

"Sammie. I left two nights ago." He chuckles, making me furrow my brows.

"Yes. Too long. Way too long. " I repeats. "Why are you even in bed? It shouldn't be too late where ever you are."

"I'm in New York and it's 3am. Plus I'm jet lagged." He groans as he grabs something from in front of him.

"But that's ok because I found a substitute for you." He smirks, sleepily.

"Who the fuck is in your bed Harry. I swear, I will fly down there just to fuck a bitch up-

He pulls out a giant teddy bear, making me stop my threats as he smiles.

"I even put her in one of my t-shirts." He smiles, showing me the old, tore rolling stones shirt the teddy bear was wearing as he cuddles with it.

"That's borderline creepy." I say as his smile drops and he deadpans. "And um. Excuse you. Are you calling me a teddy bear?"

"Shut up, baby. Look." He says, talking the bear's hand and showing me the words stitched in.

"Samira's."
 
  I couldn't help but smile as he read it out for me in his stupid raspy voice.

  "Still creepy." I say making his face expression drop as I laugh to myself. 

  "I love it, Harry. Thank you so very much." I smile, as he yawns and I notice that it's still 3am in New York.

"Harry. Go to sleep. I'm sorry for waking you up. You must've had a really busy day." I suggest, immediately feeling guilty because of how tired he was. He sets his phone down so he didn't have to hold if but it still showed him.

"But you were on my mind all day." He mumbles closing his eyes again, a small smile on his face, as I tried to keep myself together because well...FUCK.

"Don't hang up. Sleep with me. Goodnight, baby." He says quietly.

"I love you." The last part he mutters, it slipping out so naturally, as his grip around the bear tightens and my eyes go wide. My heart races as I try to find the way I feel or what to say-

Before I could even respond, I hear his quiet snores leave his plump lips as I just stare at him in awe.

I set my phone down too, as I just lay there, those words never leaving my head.