Sunnyvale H.S

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Grace's P.O.V-

Moving swiftly around the kitchen, I carefully reached up to the cupboard to reach a bowl from the top shelf. Being as quiet as I could, cautious not to disturb Harry who was sleeping merely 3 minutes away from me in his bedroom.

"Fuck," I muttered as I jumped to reach the bowl. Failing miserably at trying to grasp it, I huffed.

I gave one last jump, cursing as the bowl fell to the floor, smacking against the counter on its journey to the floor.

I squealed, jumping out of the way to avoid the ceramic bowl hitting my toes.

My head span to face the kitchen doorway, checking to see if I had awoken Harry. There was no sign of movement, so I leaned up to shut the open cupboard.

Bending down, I grabbed the bowl from its position on the floor.

"Nice view."

I span quickly on my heel, a yelp escaping my lips as my eyes met Harry standing in the doorway.

"You scared me you prick!"

"G'morning to you too" Harry chuckled as he walked towards me. He laced his fingers through his hair, pulling from the roots.

The chestnut locks fell and framed around his face, making him look the softest he's ever looked. His eyes were hooded and half shut, the green blurred over due to the night of sleep.

He looked like an angel.

"Why are you staring at me," he chuckled, wrapping his tall frame around me.

"You look adorable, "I muttered into his chest. My eyes flickered up to see his cherry lips stretch into that famous smirk.

Sweatpants hung low on his lips, and his hair is unruly and all over the place. I smiled at him broadly. His eyes met mine and a look of adoration crossed his face.

"How'd you sleep baby." He asks, as he strokes his thumb across my cheek before placing the bowl from my hands on the counter top. He reached into the cupboard for the pancake mix I had planned on using.

He proceeded to waltz around me in the kitchen, grabbing the milk and two mugs as I told him I had slept fine.

"You should have woken me up when you got up love," he mumbled, and I grabbed the mix from his hands before weighing it out properly.

"I haven't been up long. I had to wrestle you off my body though, "I smiled at him fondly.

He buried his face in his large hands, as I cooed about how adorable he was in the morning. 

I adored him in every way possible. Even if its 1am and his eyes are tired and dull, or it's a rainy day and his curls turn matted and flat beneath the weight of the raindrops. He would remain the most infatuating man I had ever stumbled upon I especially loved it when he would kiss me and he'd have that soft look in his eyes when our swollen lips parted. Every single part of him was so beautiful to me, and I was scared to death to lose him.

The memories of him will forever remain in my head. Of him sitting opposite me on that morning, syrup dripping from his chin, with a goofy smile spread across his lips. That same goofy smile I had convinced myself I could love forever.

Our forever was all I needed.

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A.N- HEY sorry this is so short but this is a long overdue update. I'm so sorry I haven't wrote in so long but I have had huge writers block. PLEASE PLEASE vote, comment, recommend or give feedback so I know that you guys enjoy it or are involved.If any changes need to be made let me know!!!! I'll be happy to adapt- d