I sat next to him on the bed uncomfortably, I scooted away a little. "What was the show called?" I typed in the web site and we watched teen wolf.
We were on episode 23 of the last season. It must have been at least 4:50 A.M. I looked over at Harry and he was already asleep, I shook my head and smiled. "One more episode Harry!"
I looked at him and a smile was forming on his lips, his lips were so soft and pink, I giggled and poked his dimple. I pulled my hand away as soon as I realized what I had did and directed my attention to the figures moving in the laptop. What did I just do? Why? I mentally face palmed myself. 'Stacey you little slut what are you doing sleeping with the enemy'
I pushed my subconscious to the back of my mind and kept watching teen wolf but I couldn't keep my mind focused on the show it was focused on Harry and how he looked so attractive in tight black jeans and tank with the selves cut deep. how the sides would expose his tattoos and how his well toned tattooed arms were showing off in the tank. His hair were so curly and soft I couldn't stop thinking about how he usually pushed back them into a quiff, the warmth of his emerald green eyes made me feel butterflies but they sometimes sent shivers throughout my body. "Why are you smiling it's a sad part." Harry's accent was so soothing. I shook my self out of my thoughts. "Oh I- I erm I just love stiles. " I spoke the truth but not what he was expecting. "Oh." He said.
Why was I thinking about him? he was nothing to me, right? he is a bitch. I shouldn't be thinking about him, I hate him and the only reason I'm in this apartment and this bed is because I have no place to go until the stupid receptionist comes back. My eyes started getting heavier and heavier until I couldn't keep them open, the sounds of stiles voice faded and I was in a deep sleep.
Harry's POV
Stacey's head rested on my shoulder. I looked at her, her eyes were closed and I figured she was asleep. so I carefully shut the laptop and put it aside. I watched her sleep, she was so peaceful and beautiful when she slept. I soon drifted off to sleep.
"Harry." I woke up to Stacey she had repeated my name twice. Her voice was so sweet when she said my name. I smiled and went back to sleep.
Stacey's POV.
It must have been 10:00 A.M. as my eyes opened and adjusted to the space I was in, my face was nuzzled into Harry's neck as his arm wrapped around my waist . I was so comfortable but I knew I couldn't stay. I carefully tried to remove his arms but he pulled me so close I could feel his stomach on mine. His arms wrapped around my waist like he was hugging me. "Stacey" his voice was so sexy as he whispered my name in his sleep. He was dreaming about me?! He's probably dreaming about hating on me but his voice was soft. I stared at his face, and a little smile appeared on mine. I admired how he slept he was so peaceful he was so handsome when he slept he looked so innocent. I bit my lip as I tried to push my self out of his grip without waking him up but it was no use.
His eyes fluttered open exposing his Iris' to a soft warm green colour, his pink lips formed a small smirk. "Good morning. " his voice was so raspy. I felt him nuzzle his head into my neck as I breathed him his scent. My hands rested on his bare chest. As much as I loved the feeling I also hated it too it reminded me too much of 'then'. I didn't wanna ruin the moment but I had to. "Get off me." I said pulling away from him, he let go and laid there. His eyes were closed so I quickly and quietly got up and put my jeans on. I walked out of the apartment leaving him alone. I still had Harry's shirt on I had just tucked it in my jeans. I walked down the stairs cause the elevator was still broken. Luckily I had spotted the receptionist. "Hey I left my room key in my room and it's locked, I was wondering if I could get another one." I asked as I lipped my hands in the back pockets of my jeans. "Yeah sure what's your room number. " his voice was so dull. I gave him the number of my room and my phone number to look up if I was checked in. He handed me the card and I headed back up the stairs.
I swiped the card and my door opened. I sighed in relief and stepped into the cluttered apartment. I grabbed my home phone and called Gracie. "Hello?" Gracie's voice was loud and clear but loud and clear was never her thing. "Hey. Why so happy?" I asked curious for the reason. "Well. " She slurred. "Well I met this guy and he's from work his name is Jai he works in the advanced section at the top floor and his brother is Luke from our floor and there twins. Is that not like so hot!" she screeched from the other end. "Omg I never new!" Sarcasm was clear in my voice. "Oh my god I have a story for you."
Story: meaning when you interact or see a hot guy and things happen.
"Well I was gone to the local mall and I was walking down to the toms store and saw this guy, he was walking in my direction so I purposely bumped into him causing me to drop my bags. He stopped and picked it up for me and he had like dark brown hair with bluish grey eyes his shirt was a pink Floyd shirt that was tight from the arms so it showed them off really well and well me made Eye contact and switched numbers. So yeah that's all. " she said. I laughed and we said our good byes.
