You were lying in bed looking at the ceiling. Harry was fast asleep next to you, snoring lightly. His hands wrapped around you, his face hidden in the crook of your neck, his nose almost touching your skin. You sighed and carefully wiggled out of his embrace. He groaned but didn't wake up. You kissed his cheek gently. He was really cute when he was sleeping. His messy hair, little pout on his face.. just adorable. You rubbed your eyes and looked around the room. You were currently at a hotel in Paris. Harry was in the middle of his tour and you decided to tag along. It was quite an experience for you. Fun but very stressful. The fans, the paps... They were all watching your every move with some sick expectations that you were supposed to meet.
You opened the balcony door and breathed in some fresh air. You were wearing your pink silk shorts and a matching t-shirt. You rubbed your arms with your hands to warm them up a bit. It was chilly outside but you liked this kind of weather. It made you feel alive. You stepped outside and gasped in amazement. The view was even more beautiful then during the day. The Eiffel tower at night was just breathtaking. You were standing like that, enjoying the view when you felt something soft and warm on your shoulders and back. You turned your head to the side and smiled. Harry put your silk bathrobe on your back and hugged you gently from behind lying his head on your shoulder. It'd always amaze you how caring he could be.
"Did I wake you up baby?" You asked and he hummed in response.
"The empty spot woke me up" he mumbled and you giggled. His breath tickling your neck.
"What are you doing up here" he asked sleepily.
"Couldn't sleep" you said simply putting your hand in his hair. He hummed in pleasure and you giggled. He loved when you played with his hair.
"Do you need a bedtime story or.." he started to kiss your neck slowly "or you need to get tired a bit..." he whispered sending chills down your spine.
"A bedtime story sounds tempting" you smirked and he huffed. He put his hands on your waist and turned you around so that now you were facing him. He was grinning at you.
"What's up with that big, cute smile, Mr. Styles?" You asked poking his cheek. "Happy to have me here?" You smiled back.
"No." He shook his head. "Happy to have you."
Well, after hearing that you where the one to drag him back to bed...
