Bad Blood (h.s.)

Part Eighty-One

Part Eighty-One

Harry's fingers softly brush my hair back, my eyes still closed due to my extremely tired body. His lips kiss along my forehead and nose, holding me against his body. All that covers us is a sheet, just falling on my mid-thigh and over my chest. Other than that, we are bare.

I don't want to get up, Harry's body just too comfortable and warm. My hair is brushed back, his left hand cradling my head as he does so, his fingers softly massaging my head. Resting my head on his chest, I hear his heart and feel him breathing, the motions and sound so peaceful.

"Do you want to take off today?" he whispers, my eyes remaining closed. I nod and attempt to block out the sun by burying my head further into his chest. His body reaches over and grabs my phone, unlocking it (since the code is his birthday) and putting it up to his ear.

"Hi Mrs. Long, its Harry."

He groans in my ear and I smile, his lips kissing my cheek. "Yes, she's safe and we are together. I'm just calling to tell you that she's not feeling well and needs to rest."

His body practically lies on mine, shielding me from the rest of the room. "I am. Okay, yes, goodbye."

He hangs up and places the phone back on the table, his arm still wrapped around me. Light kisses are pressed to my shoulder and my neck, Harry's curls tickling my cheek and eyelids. My lips curl into a smile and I take a deep breath, so relaxed.

"What should we do today?" he whispers in my ear, kissing it softly.

"Shh," I say, just relaxing in his arms. He chuckles, his chest rumbling and his lips kissing my cheek. He brushes his lips over my eyelids, kissing each one and then kissing the tip of my nose. My hands grab his chest, feeling his muscles under my touch.

"Ow, god-damn it," Harry groans, my eyes opening to see his body turning back and reaching behind him. His hand holds Java, my lips releasing a laugh considering the cat was scratching him. The cat moves towards me as soon as he places her between us, Java curling into my stomach and purring. I look up at Harry and he smiles down at me, leaning down and softly kissing me.

"Obviously the cat likes you better," he says, my lips smiling into another kiss with him.

"I know."

He laughs and I bury my head into his neck, the cat still lying between us. My head is placed on his bicep and his hand continues to brush my hair back.

"We could go shopping," I suggest, his eyes watching as I attempt to keep the sheet over my body. His right hand helps move the cat and allows me to cover my chest, his lips kissing my forehead.

"Why do girls like shopping so much?" he asks, my hand running along his right arm and over his shoulder.

"It was a suggestion. And I honestly don't like shopping. It is just something to do," I tell him, his head nodding.

"We can go, but I want to stay here for a while. You look extremely hot right now," he smirks, my lips releasing a laugh. My left arm wraps around his neck and I kiss him, so overly incased by his love. My body moves closer to him and the cat makes some noise, jumping off the bed. We laugh and his lips move back onto mine.

He pulls away and leans his forehead on mine, looking down at me. "I have some news to tell you," he whispers, kissing my cheek.

"What's that?"

He moves his body on top of mine, his body completely felt against mine. "Just bare with me," he says. I nod and he takes a deep breath. I have no idea what will come out of his mouth.