Day by Day

Morning Dosis

I open my eyes, closing them immediately because of the amount of light coming through the window. I start feeling awful again; this flu is getting worse. With my eyes closed, I move my hand searching for that hard and tattooed torso I love, but it's no where around.

Worried, I open my eyes, just to confirm that Harry isn't in bed. I quickly scan the room and almost scream when I see a figure sitting on the floor. I sigh in relief when I realise it's Harry. He's asleep, back leaned on my night stand, with his head resting on his knees, his arms on each side of it. His hands are holding something, and I can't help but smile when I recognise my pills. He must have tried to stay awake so I could take my 4am dosis, but clearly didn't make it. My heart melts with the gesture. I spread my arm to touch his and wake him up. "Harry, baby wake up". He quickly raises his head, confused, and looks at me with sleepy eyes. I love him in the mornings. "Come here babe, cuddle with me for a while before you go to work."

"How are you feeling?" He says as he stands up, "my butt hurts". He massages the area.

"I have been better I got to say. And of course it hurts, you were asleep seated on the floor!" Harry gets in between the sheets after getting his boots off. He didn't even get on his pijamas last night. He gently grabs my waist and slowly pulls me towards him. I instantly feel better thanks to the warmth of his embrace. "Well, I wasn't planning on sleeping last night, I had to watch my poor sick girlfriend and make sure she got her pills", he says to my ear. "But you failed" I say holding back a smile. "Yeah I know, I suck as a boyfriend..." I look back at him, not believing what he just said, only to find him smirking at me. "Well I'll have to search for a less sucky boyfriend then". He grabs my chin and force me to look at him, "you can't get rid of me that easily baby" he says.

He then gets out of bed and out of the room without a word. A minute later, he comes back with a glass of water. "Your pills baby" he says handing me the pills and the glass. They go down my throat quickly as Harry lays back on the bed, holding me. "See, I don't suck as a boyfriend" he says in a proud tone. I smile and rest my head on his chest. He starts to sing to me, playing with my hair, and I'm asleep minutes later with the effect of the pills.

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