Confident

24- The Morning After

Brooklyn was exhausted when she woke up the next day.

She didn't get much sleep.

She noticed the bed was empty and she frowned, wondering where Harry was.

"Morning, babe." Harry exited his bathroom with a towel slung low on his waist.

Brooklyn's eyes wandered for a moment before she replied. "M-morning."

"Sleep well?" Harry asked. His smirk told Brooklyn that he knew the answer.

"Not nearly enough," she grumbled and rubbed her eyes.

"Sorry," Harry shrugged.

"No you're not."

"No, I'm not," Harry agreed and turned his back on Brooklyn and opened his wardrobe. Her eyebrows raised when he dropped his towel and she couldn't help but appreciate his ass. He had a nice ass.

"Thanks," Harry called as he pulled on his underwear.

"W-what?"

"Thanks for the compliment."

"I..."

"You said it out loud, babe," Harry shrugged and he smirked to himself.

"I didn't... Did I?" Brooklyn gasped.

"Yes," Harry lied and pulled a white tshirt over his head and a pair of sweatpants.

"Crap," Brooklyn whispered and Harry chuckled.

"You can shower here if you want," Harry said and turned round to Brooklyn.

Brooklyn hugged the bed covers closer to her. "I haven't got any clothes to change into."

"But I have," Harry said and ran his fingers through his damp hair. "And it wouldn't be the first time you wore them."

Brooklyn narrowed her eyes, but nodded slowly.

"There's a clean towel on the side and a new toothbrush in the cupboard under the sink," Harry said and pointed to the bathroom. "I'll be back in a minute, I just need to check on something."

Brooklyn nodded and Harry left his room. Brooklyn quickly rushed from the bed into the bathroom, screwing her face up when it was a little sore to walk, and looked at herself in the mirror. Her makeup was a little smudged and her hair ruffled, but she didn't look as bad as she thought.

Brooklyn showered quickly, washing all of last nights makeup off. She paused when she picked up Harry's shower gel, but used it anyway.

"Oh my gosh," she whispered, thinking back to last night. She couldn't believe it.

She never thought she'd ever be able to do that again. She thought she'd be scarred for life.

The idea of doing it with another boy scared her, but not with Harry.

The only thing that scared her about Harry was her feelings towards him.

Brooklyn cut the water off and stepped out of the shower. She grabbed the towel from the side and wrapped it around her. She looked around the bathroom and shook her head.

One thing she had noticed about Harry was that he was very neat. His room didn't have many personal belongings and it seemed very cold.

Brooklyn quickly dried herself and roughly towel dried her hair. She brushed her teeth and spotted Harry's spray deodorant on the side and used some before making her way back into Harry's room which was still empty, but there was a pile of clothes on the bed that was now neatly made.