Too much

Chapter 31

I wake up shivering despite the heavy duvet and Harry's arms wrapped around me. He must've left a window open in the cabin, because the cool, crisp fall air has waken me up.

I try grabbing the throw from the end of the bed, but Harry's arm subconsciously grasps me tighter when I move. "Stop moving, Ads."

"Harry, it's cold." I whine. Without another word, he slowly opens his eyes and gets up to shut the window. When he gets back in bed, he pulls me closer to him and rubs my arms with his hands trying to create some friction. "Thanks." I whisper as his eyes shut again.

"Shit!" I mutter. "Harry, we have to go!" I hadn't even realized it was almost midnight. For a moment, a completely forget about everything. I guess when I'm with Harry, we're in our own little world. I figured we could sleep for a little bit, but it was never my intention to stay here this late! My dad thought I was going to be home around ten.

"No, baby come back to bed." He groans and puts a pillow over his face when I turn on the light to get dressed.

"No really, Harry, my dad is going to flip!" I panic. I hope to God he's sleeping.

"Fuck," he sits up after realizing it's later than we both thought, but he's much less panicked than I am probably because he just woke up. He sits at the edge of the bed and rubs his eyes, and I have to take a moment to appreciate this sexy just-woke-up look he's got going on. His hair is sticking up in every direction, but he makes it work. "What?" His mouth turns up into a smile when he catches me gazing.

"You're cute." I giggle.

"Right back at ya." He winks before getting up to put on his jeans, white shirt and boots. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah, hopefully my dad is sleeping otherwise I'll just tell him me and the girls lost track of time."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep. . . I should've set an alarm or something. Do you think you're gonna get in trouble?" Harry asks as we get into his car. It's colder in the car than it was in the cabin, and I think Harry notices when he cranks the heat up and pulls a sweatshirt from the back seat for me.

"It's not your fault, and I don't think so. As long as he doesn't know I was with you." He nods and begins to drive, but we both stay pretty quiet. I guess we're both just tired from being woken up too soon.

I begin to feel guilty for these constant lies I'm telling my father, but I know I can't be happy going back to my old, boring ways. It's necessary to keep Harry from him in order to be happy. There's no way dad will be okay with me having a boyfriend, especially one that is covered in tattoos.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." Harry says before I lean in to kiss him quickly.

"I love you." I smile. It still makes me grin like an idiot when I say those three words to him.

"I love you too, Addie. Get some sleep." He smiles back.

I get out of his car and run to my house quickly trying to escape the cold. I may have lived in Wisconsin my whole life, but I've always hated the cold.

Just when I think the coast is clear, the light at the top of the stairs flips on and I freeze in my spot. Hopefully my dad is just going to the bathroom. Don't make a sound, Addie!

"Addie?" Oh crap.

"Yeah?" I say back.

"Did you just get home?" I hear him coming down the stairs as the old wooden steps creak.

"Uh, yeah..." I tell him quietly, waiting for the blow. All he does is stop in front of me and fold his arms across his chest, waiting for an explanation. "I'm really sorry, dad, I just lost track of time. Me and Alicia were just at her house watching movies."