Sleepy

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I can hear Harry blow out air from his mouth, snoring. I check the clock on the nightstand. 3:37am. I'm looking at the ceiling, wide awake. Harry's legs are tangled with mine. His left arm is above my head and his right is pressed between his chest and the side of my body. My hands are creeping out of the covers as I try to fall back to sleep. No luck.

I push away some of Harry's hair with my right hand and he shifts slightly against my body, coming closer.

I move my eyes back to the ceiling. Time flies. I should watch a movie or something. I raise my head to the sides to find the remote settled on Harry's nightstand. I raise my left hand over Harry's body to reach for the remote but it's too far away.

I move my body to face Harry and try to reach the remote again. I'm way closer but it's still far away. I untangle my right leg from Harry's and reach even closer than the last time. Harry starts to shift underneath me, probably because I'm crushing him with my weight.

He moves to rest flat on the bed as I keep trying to reach for the remote. "Mmm, great way to wake me up," he says as his hands go up my legs.

"No you idiot, I'm trying to reach for the tv remote because I can't sleep." I stretch out a bit more now that he's awake and finally grab it from the nightstand.

"And the remote has a sleeping mode that will work on you?" He laughs lightly as I settle back on my side of the bed.

He opens his left arm for me to cuddle against his body. My head rests on his left bicep and my left hand turns on the tv. "I was going to watch a movie."

"What time is it?"

I look back to the clock. "3:41am, go back to sleep. Sorry I woke you up." I kiss his cheek and his neck as I snuggle back into him.

"Well I'm up now baby. What are we going to watch?"

I start switching the channels. "We are going to watch the best thing we can find at 3am." He kisses the top of my head.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not really. Are you?" I ask him.

"A little. I had an early dinner."

There's nothing good on the tv. "Lets go make breakfast," I propose.

"Right now? It's 3am."

I raise from the bed to sit straight and rest my body on my hands, looking at him. His body is shinning from the dim light of the room. His strong bare chest is rising up and down from his breathing. His hair is all over the pillow as his right hand scratches his head. His eyes are half sleepy and his smile is lazy and sleepy, too. I lean my head down to kiss his chest, between his pecks.

I raise my head to look at him as the hand that was on his head goes to mine. His fingers lightly scratch my head and I smile back at him.

"It doesn't matter, we can cook breakfast or lunch or whatever you want."

"Mmm, sounds good. Lets go." Harry sits up straight on the bed and kisses my cheek before hopping off the bed. I hop off as well. Harry moves to the bathroom as I stand next to the bed.

"Shit, it's so cold! Lets stay in bed, come back!" I shout at Harry.

He shouts back from the bathroom. "No, lets go eat!"

I snuggle back into the bed with the covers as he comes out of the bathroom and heads to the closet. He comes out putting on a hoddie and holding one on his hand. He kneels in front of the bed, rests his arms on the mattress and leans to the front, his face very close to mine. "I brought you this," he gives me the hoodie, "smells like me, just the way you like it."

I smile and sit up straight to put it on. "Thanks."

He takes my hands to help me stand. "Come on." He walks before me, both of his hands behind his back, intertwining my right hand with his and my left hand with his left.

We get downstairs and he turns on the light. We squint our eyes from the sudden light. "Well now I'm blind." He falls back to my body and I laugh.

"Harry you're too heavy! Get off me!"

"It's too bright here! I'm blind!" He keeps resting his weight on me and his head on my shoulder as he brings my hands to his stomach, hugging him from behind.

"Stop it, you're too heavy! I'm gonna fall back!"

Harry's laughter fills my ears. He stands up straight and turns to face me. "That was fun."

"Yeah, for you!"

He laughs again. He opens the fridge to pull out a carton of orange juice. I stand next to him to see what we can cook. "What do you want?"

He looks at me, thinking about his answer. "Crepes, burritos or pot roast."

"I'm not a professional chef, least at 3 in the morning."

"I am helping you, remember?"

"Harry, by helping me you mean pass me the spoons and pans."

He bursts out a laugh because he knows I'm right. "I promise I'll help help."

"Okay fine... How about chicken burritos?"

He leans down to kiss me softly. I can feel his smile against my lips. "Perfect."

I starts take out the ingredients and gathering on the counter. Harry starts heating a pot to cook the chicken. I stand next to him as I wash my hands.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" He looks down at me.

I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know... Just couldn't."

"Nothing keeping you up?"

"Lack of sleep. Nothing besides that, I think. Sorry I woke you up."

"It's okay." He kisses my temple and goes to sit on a stool.

"I think I wasn't sleeping because I took a nap yesterday. I mean, I fell asleep at midnight and woke up at 3am. But I just slept three hours yesterday, from 3 to 6pm. I really needed that nap but it wasn't much... I think-"

I turn around to see Harry. His arms rest on the counter table. His mouth is open, snoring softly. I walk over to where he is and put my hand on his cheek.

"Babe..."

"Mmm?" He rises from the counter and looks at me, scratching his right eye.

"Wanna go back to bed?"

He nods his head. I turn around to turn off the stove and store back the chicken and the rest fo the stuff. I walk and stand next to Harry. "Lets go upstairs."

He stands up and this time I walk in front of him, holding his hands. We reach the bedroom and I walk to his side of the bed to help him hop in. I hop in on my side of the bed and cuddle next to him. He kisses my head and holds me tight.

"We can have cereal later," he says in a sleepy voice. I nod my head and he kisses my forehead before throwing his head to the pillow and falling back to sleep.

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