Sunnyvale H.S

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Grace's P.O.V

My eyes opened, Harry's hair came into view. We must have shifted in the night, because his head now rested on my chest.
The heat from his body was seeping through his jumper that I wore, and seeping into my skin.

Harry's eyes were open when I looked down, but we lay in a comfortable silence.
I wanted to take the chance to just lie down with him, because I didn't know how things would change. The feeling of just being close to him made me feel magic.

I ran my fingers through his hair, gently combing it back. The strands are soft as they run through my fingers, and my nails lightly tickle his scalp. He hums quietly, the feeling satisfying him.

His spare hand reaches up, and he grabs it, and he lets his fingers tangle with mine. My heart races at the sweet gesture.

It felt good, safe even to be in our own little world. And to be away from everything.
We were in our own little bubble, and he was right there beside me, making me feel warm and safe.

His thumb traced along my knuckles slowly, and his actions are deliberately delicate.

He's did that for as long as I can remember. From when we first started getting comfortable and seeing eye to eye, he would always stroke his thumb along the back of my hand.

And it made me feel so loved. I'd never felt loved before. I couldn't even think what it would feel like to have somebody love you in that way. But all I know, is that whenever Harry's thumb caresses the back of my hand and his fingers are entwined with mine- I know I feel something.

"Hi Grace," he whispers, and a large smile breaks onto his face as I laugh, his head moving to be facing me.

He smirked, his hair falling to one side on the pillow. I couldn't help but stare at his lips, and he definitely noticed.

Instead, I placed my hand on the side of his face, and twisted his curls around my fingers. He relaxed under my touch, a wide smile on his face.

"You're so cute," I whispered and he laughed loudly, pulling me into his chest.

"What do we do today then?" He asked after a few short beats of silence.

I lay still, my arms thrown over his waist.
"I have work later. But maybe we can do something before?" I asked and he stroked the back of my hair, his large fingers twisting through the strands.

"I'd like that. It's a shame work takes you away from me for so long," he laughs and wraps his large hands around my waist.
I squeal as he picked me up and sat me down on top of his waist. I spread my legs so they were either side of his body.

"I need a shower," I said and his eyes flicker up at me.
"So do I."

I smirked at him and he shrugs, his head tilting to the side.
"Maybe we could share?" I offer and his eyes light up.

"You'd actually want that?" He asked and I nod, his face unsure.

I actually didn't know if i wanted that. Would it lead to something more? If it did I didn't know what I'd do. I'd never really done that before.

"I mean we can, but I've never really done that before."

He brought my body down to be completely on top of him. I kissed his cheek and pulled away, before he pulled me back towards him. He pushed his lips against mine and rested his hands on the back of my head.