"I can get you more soup if you want." Harry says, wrapping his hand around mine.
"This was perfect. My stomach feels much better." I smile.
"Your voice isn't though. I think your getting sick."
"Maybe. My nose is a bit stuffy."
"Just fall asleep. Rest is what you need now."
I nod and flip to my side.
He kisses my temple and gets up to leave. I then pull his hand.
"Can you stay? I mean, if you want to. If you can?" I stammer.
His lips play with a small smile then he goes towards the door. Just as I start to feel disappointment, he closes the door, takes off his shoes and shirt, then climbs in behind me. He wraps his arm around my waist and his cold hand relaxes my warm body. I smile and tangle my fingers in his as his other hand wraps around my other beneath the pillow. I suddenly feel like I'm able to breath again. Taking a deep breath, this is a perfect chance to just relax.
"I missed this." I mumble, starting to get sleepy.
"I missed you." Harry kisses the back on my shoulder and I shudder.
"What happened?"
"What?"
"What's been going on between us these last couple of weeks?"
"About that... I-"
My phone then rings, interrupting him. I ignore it and wait for him to continue but he just releases me and sits up, locking his knees between his arms and looks at me, strands of his beautiful long curls covering his cheek and eyes.
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God how I just want to throw myself on him and kiss him right now. I never realized how beautiful he is. Simply mesmerizing.
"Answer it. It could be important." His deep voice fills my ears.
"You're more important right now." I say, the phone still ringing.
"It might be your boyfriend." He says then gets off the bed.
"Harr-"
"Just answer it. I'm going to the bathroom."
I sigh and pick up. Pissed.
"Hello?" I breathe out.
"Hannah. Hey." A familiar voice speaks.
"James? This is really not a good time."
"I'm sorry, but there's no one else I could call. Maria's with Louis, having a moment. And... well... I don't really have any other friends reliable enough for this situation."
"What's wrong?"
"Could you just drop by my house, grab my wallet, and meet me at the station?" He asks.
