Sunnyvale H.S

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Harry's P.O.V

I woke up with my face buried in Grace's hair. I had her body tightly pinned to mine, as the warmth of her bare skin emitted to me. She looked so peaceful, and beautiful. Her hair had fallen over her eyes, and the few freckles scattering across her nose were hidden beneath the waves of her hair. Her lips were stretched into a permanent smirk, which made me chuckle lightly. It was perfectly fitting for her .

I stroked her hair down with my hand, yet she didn't move. My arm was still secure around her body, yet my other managed to wiggle free. I slid my phone out from beside us on the bedside table. We didn't have much time to get to Sunnyvale. I didn't want to move at all, enjoying the comfortable warmth and the small snores Grace made as she slept. 

She had told me that sleeping with me had helped her massively in having nightmares. There had been the odd few nights where she had woken up, fear masking her face, and sweat beading across her forehead. But she would usually calm down after I rocked her back and forth for a while. 

It made my heart ache as I watched her sleep, in her total state of peace. 

As much as I wanted to stay here and sleep, I still had work to do, and it wouldn't be so great if I didn't go. I was surprised nobody had any suspicions yet, as I had been leaving the centre with Grace quite often. Nobody had seen us leaving, but if they did questions would definitely start to arise.

I shook the thought from my mind.

My mind hadn't even gone to last night. I couldn't believe that it had actually happened. It had been quite some time of me and Grace fooling about, and both of us needed that relief. It was unbelievable how good she had been.

As my thoughts began to spiral to our previous night, I allowed my lips to travel down her neck lightly, leaving a trail of kisses.

"Grace, we need to get up," I whispered, as my lips grazed over her shoulder. I sucked lightly at the skin, and she let out a soft moan, before a loud groan escaped her lips. 

"we'll be late," I stated and she groaned again, yet louder this time.

"Five more minutes," she whined, rolling over so our faces met. 

"Hi you," she smiled and I shook my head, a smile forming on my own face at her adorable reaction.

I tickled her cheek lightly, as she giggled, moving her face to be buried into my chest.

"Harry that tickles," she laughed, and I remarked quickly,
"Well that's the point." 

She gripped my hand, and pulled it towards her face. She kissed the tip of my finger, as I watched her intently, my eyes never leaving her. The sweet gesture made my heart ache, and I felt as though my head was being pumped with syrup. Everything around me seemed to slow down, as she smirked devilishly. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, my voice  a mere whisper.

"I'm not looking at you like anything" she smiled, and kissed my fingertip again.

I smiled down at her, the innocent look on her face making my heart beat a little faster.

I took her own hand, and pulled it towards me. She gasped as I slipped it in between my lips. The smirk on my lips mirrored hers from earlier. 

"Harry," she whined and i swirled my tongue around her finger, humming as I did so. She melted under my touch, her shoulders sagging as she watched my lips move up and down her slender finger.

I let her finger slide from my mouth, a loud pop echoing as her hand fell from my face.

She seemed like she was in a trance, her eyes clouded as she looked up at me.