『 the sound of you and i 』 ➤ the first "sounds" book

✽ Ⅳ ｐ．１ ∞ 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚎 ✽

I wake up in the middle of the night. I don't feel a body behind me. I feel myself tearing up. I keep my cool. "Harley," I whisper, turning over to face his window.

He has this massive window with a seat in front of it. He likes to open it, sit and watch the stars at night. Sometimes he even crawls out onto his roof. On this side of town the sky is always so pretty.

His window is open and his curtains float in the wind. I yawn a bit, looking at the alarm clock. His half of the bed is still warm, he's only just up. It's two in the morning. That makes me yawn again.

I get up and stretch, glancing to the mirror. I smile as I realise it's off the wall and facing it. He's so sweet.

I tug my shorts down a bit as I wander over to the window, sticking my head out and smiling as I see him facing the moon. His eyes are closed, he looks so peaceful. I crawl out, I'm used to this by now. I remember the first time I did it, I almost fell off the roof. I've learned how to do it safely, although it probably isn't as safe as I think.

I sit down next to him, resting my head on his shoulder. I feel him smile and he kisses the top of my head. We sit in silence.

"I'm sorry if I woke you," he whispers. It's too quiet and tranquil to talk properly.

"It's fine, you didn't. I was cold."

"That's cute."

We go back to being silent and I follow his gaze up to the sky, it really is beautiful. He reads my mind.

"It's so beautiful," he mumbles, daring to speak a little louder. We won't get into trouble if we're caught up here, it just seems too quiet. Talking would be like violating the perfect silence.

"I know."

He looks to me. "You're beautiful too."

I blush and look back at him. "You're too sweet."

"I'm serious."

"I know."

"You're not arguing."

"I am in my head, I'm working on it."

He smiles.

"You're beautiful too," I hum.

He looks back up at the sky. "Maybe I am," he whispers. "But not as much as you."

~

Next thing I know I'm being set back on the warm bed. The window's shut again. My eyes flutter a little and I look up to see Harley.

"Sorry, bubs. Didn't mean to wake you. I just wanted you to be comfy."

I let him lay me down and I grip his top.

He nods. He understands. He lays down next to me and we go back to the positions we were in before he went out to the roof. We fall asleep once again. Although this time I wait until he fall asleep first, I'm irrationally scared that he's going to get up and leave me. Once I feel his slow breath against my neck, I smile and let myself drift off to sleep again.

~

I wake up first. Harley's breath is still heavy on my neck, he didn't get up again during the night. That makes me happy. Sometimes I'm paranoid that everyone hates me and they're just friends with me because they feel sorry for me. I know that's silly deep, deep down, but I still think it sometimes.

I lay still. I don't want to disturb him or anything. I'm mainly just scared to move, I don't want to make him uncomfortable.

My stomach rumbles and I glance to the alarm clock. It's half seven in the morning. We don't need to go into school until twenty to ten. That's second period. And even then, it's just pupil support education, so my teacher wouldn't mind me not showing up.