I woke up my head was on his chest and my leg was around him and he was softly snoring.
I sighed and tightened my grip around him.
I closed my eyes and tried to sleep again.
But I couldn't sleep anymore although it was morning I just wanted to sleep I'm wasn't in the mood to answer a his questions.
But I know there coming.
I sat there for about thirty minutes after that just staring at my room door not moving.
Harry slurring in his sleep once in a while.
"Baby you awake" he whispered and I nodded
"I gotta pee" he said and I groned and leaned my head up.
I leaned my body up but I fell back down.
I'm so weak.
"Babygirl you need to eat" he said and my eyes widen how does he know I haven't been eating?.
"I don't want to" I mumbled slowly.
Rolling off of him and he got and picked me up and we walked to the bathroom.
I stood right next to him as he was peeing but I looked the other way.
"Clingy" he mumbled while smirking knowing he'd get a reaction from me.
"Stoppppp" I whined getting mad and he laughed slightly once he was done peeing I sat on the toilet but didn't let go of his hand so he had to stand here with me.
I wiped and we got up to wash out hands.
My legs hurted when I walked.
I whimpered Everytime I had to move a muscle.
We brushed out teeth then he carried me downstairs and sat me in a chair where there was breakfast for the both of us.
I grabbed my fork and played with it not once did I put it to my mouth.
My stomach felt empty I'm sore.
I started squishing my pancakes with the knife that kept falling outta my hands .
I looked to my left and harry was staring at me his eyebrows scrunched.
"What" I asked quietly but I ment to scowl him but it came out quietly than I wanted.
"You need to eat" he said and I shook my head and started playing with the pancakes until the fork was snatched outta my hands he dug into his own pancakes.
My heart fluttered.
He brung the fork to my mouth but I turn my head and started crying not like really bad but tears were falling outta my eyes.
"Eat the fucking pancakes haylen" he said harshly and I jumped and put the fork in my mouth and I felt my taste buds declining them but I kept chewing. it was hard to swallow.
He grabbed another one off his plate and I opened my mouth slightly and he put some in.
He kissed my forehead.
And wiped my tears he looked so tired of me. Tired of my shit. Tired of everything about me.
He sat his hand on my thigh and I looked down at it and put mine on his, then linked them together.
"Here keep going" he said pushing my plate away and sliding his in front of me.
"Y-you need e-eat too" I mumbled pulling my leg up to my chest. (Ik)
"Fine" he said and slid my plate over to me and sat my fork down i let go of his hand and grabbed my fork.
And started eating. I didn't eat all of it but I ate enough to make me full.
I drunk some orange juice which I spit some out cause it taste gross with mint that was in my mouth from brushing my teeth.
