The rest of that night was pretty normal I guess. Well as normal as it got around there anymore.
Harry slept in my room to "protect" me from any dangers that might come from Raine. Which I don't even know why he bothered because he fell asleep at like 8:00, and once Harry is asleep there is no waking him up.
I laid there in Harry's arms, just staring at the ceiling and thinking for about two hours.
This wasn't normal for me. Usually if I laid down, it took me about 10 minutes and I was out, but not that night.
A million thoughts were going through my head.
What if Niall comes back for her?
What if he comes back for me?
How did he get out of jail?
Where has he been this whole time?
What if Raine never acts normal again?
Is Gemma okay in the room with her right now?
I finally came to the conclusion that I was going to be safe as long as I was with Harry. So I turned in his arms to face him. I fell asleep admiring his cute sleeping face.
In the morning, the bright light coming from my bedroom window was disturbing my sleep, so I got up and shut the curtains.
As I walked past the bed, Harry stretched and yawned.
"Good morning angel." He said through a yawn.
"Morning." I said, then grabbing my clothes to change into.
"Where are you going?" He asked crinkling his eyebrows.
"To change." I said holding up my clothes.
"No." He whined. "Come get back in bed."
I smiled. "Okay." I said.
I jogged over to the bed and jumped like some kind of flying squirrel. He wrapped his long arms around me chuckling at my jump.
"You are so beautiful."He said.
"Harry, stop being sarcastic you know I don't have makeup on." I whined.
"What? No I wasn't...I was just saying what was on my mind." He said as if he were in trouble.
"Mhmm." I said, snuggling in his arms.
I leaned my head up and looked at his face that had a worried expression on it. I laughed at how concerned he was that I actually thought he was being sarcastic.
"Harry, I was just kidding." I said and laughed at him again.
"Women are so confusing." He said smirking and looking down at my face.
He leaned in for a kiss, but I turned my face where he would kiss my cheek instead.
"Oh no. Not the cheek, what did I do this time?" He asked smiling.
"Nothing...it's just...uh" I hesitated to get the awkward words out.
"What?" He asked giggling.

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Euphonious Memories {H.S}
Hayran KurguWhat if you were in your car one day, listening to music and then you hear an album written by Harry Styles come on, only to find out that he had written the whole thing just for you?