Midday sun shined through the window to your bedroom, straight to your face, making you feel the heat on your skin, your headache making you wake up from your sleep.
You didn't bother to open your eyes, just shutting them harder with a groan as you turned to face another way so the light won't make your headache worse.
Your throat was dry as dessert, but you didn't want to get up to drink some cold water.
"Morning love." - your eyes snapped open to the sound front of you, making you meet brown messy hair and grey eyes staring at you with a smirk.
But your shock didn't last more than few seconds when a small smile raised to your lips.
"Morning." - your voice was hoarse, and it hurt your throat when you talked, making you frown.
"You want some water sleeping beauty?" - Harry leaned his head to his hand, his biceps tensing when he leaned his elbow to the mattress.
You nodded small, looking how Harry got up from the bed, your eyes wandering on his bare back, when he made his way to the kitchen, only in his briefs.
You bit your lip while sitting up slowly, lifting your bra strap back up to your shoulder what had fallen down during the night.
Your top and jeans were on the leg side of the bed, Harry's jeans keeping them company, and you kicked them down from the edge of the bed to the floor with your feet.
Soon Harry walked back with a glass of water, reaching it to you before laying back to the bed on his back, crossing his other hand back to his head while his eyes followed how you gulped down the cold water.
When the last drop of the water made way to your stomach, you put the glass down on the table next to your bed and returning Harry's gaze.
His smile was soft and warm, it made you low your head a little and fidget the blanket with your fingers.
"C'mere." - Harry lifted his arm, gesturing you to crawl into his armpit with his fingers, and you did as you were told, moving closer to his almost naked body, laying down and resting your head on his chest, wrapping your hand around him.
He circled his arm around you, resting his cheek on the top of your head, smile on his lips.
"Thank you." - you whispered after a short silence, Harry's smile widening more and he took a strap of your hair between his fingers, letting it fade between them and fall back down your shoulder.
"My pleasure love."
You smile grew and you sighed deeply, feeling the warmth of Harry's body under your cheek when you two laid there on your bed in each other's arms.
The silence was no awkward or uncomfortable at all, and you were the one who broke the calm silence first.
"You stay for breakfast?"
You felt Harry chuckling softly at you his muscular chest making your head to pop a little from his action before he answered;
"Of course."
A smile never left your face when you started to get up from the bed, grabbing a top from the back of your chair, putting it on while making your way to the kitchen.
You prepared the coffee, and looked in the fridge, leaning closer, to look was there anything to offer as a breakfast to Harry.
"Nice ass." - you heard a voice behind you, which made you jump a little, turn around and pulling your top lower when you realized it revealed your ass.
Harry had put his jeans on, now fidgeting with the belt buckle and button, as he walked closer, your cheeks getting a slight color of red in them.
Casually he walked next to you, also leaning down to look at the fridge, seeing that it was almost empty.
"Better go to the bakery if we want that breakfast." - he chuckled, closing the door, your cheeks turning more red from the embarrassment.
"Any good place nearby?" - he asked, finishing with his jeans, looking down at you.
"Yea, um.. There is a bakery right across the street." - you told him, moving a hair strap behind to your ear.
"Okay, I'll be back soon. Take a shower or something love." - Harry told, walking back toward your bedroom to look his shirt, but he found it on his way from the floor.
Before he leaned down to take it, he saw how your jeans and heels were keeping a company to his shirt, so he turned to look at you, a smirk on his face.
You grinned, laughing softly, as Harry leaned down to grab his shirt, pulling it over his head and on him.
"I'll be back soon." - he smiled, checking his wallet was in his pocket before heading to the front door.
Soon you heard how he disappeared into the hall, while he closed the door behind him. A few seconds later you leaned to the counter with your ass, hiding your face to your palms and shaking your head.
"Oh lord..." - you said out loud, rubbing your face and finally letting them ran through your hair slowly, before making your way to the shower, taking your towel on your way from the back of the chair.
You took a long nice shower, and a take some aspirin with another glass of water before pouring yourself a coffee and waited for Harry to come back.
But when he didn't show up in half an hour, you wondered will he ever come back. It will take fifteen minutes to go to Evelyn's bakery and back to your apartment.
But when your doorbell finally ran, you rushed to open the door.
"Sorry, the bakery you told about was closed so I needed to find another one." - Harry said while he passed you, you close the door after him.
"Closed?" - it was unusual that Evelyn kept the bakery closed.
"Yea, there was a note on the door that it will be closed for the weekend for 'family issues'." - Harry told while unpacking the bags.
Family issues?
What there could be? Had something happened to Evelyn or her husband?
You walked to the kitchen after Harry, thinking what could have happened to Evelyn, that she kept the bakery closed.
Harry glanced at you once in a while, seeing how there was a small frown on your face when you were deep in your thoughts.
He stopped unpacking, stepping next to you, landing his hand on your shoulder, rubbing it gently.
"You okay?"
You raised to look at him, letting a small smile raise to your lips while nodding your head.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You know I'm here if you need to talk to somebody?" - Harry smiled back and you nodded again, and he pulled you into a hug, wrapping his strong arms around you, as you rested your head on his chest, wrapping your hands around him, leaving deep sigh to the air.
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