I wake up to light snoring and an arm around me. I slowly turn around so I am facing him. He is still dead asleep. How does he look absolutely gorgeous even while sleeping. I look at him for some time more. If he were to wake up now that would be embarrassing and he would probably be creeped out.
I can't help but stare. The way his mouth is slightly open and small snores leaving it, His hair is all messy and curly, his eyes shut.
Okay, I have to stop staring.
I slowly get up, trying not to wake him. Slipping one leg over the end of my bed and sliding his hand off of me. I stand up and take one more look. He moved in his sleep grabbing my pillow and pressing it tight against his chest. The place I was before.
I giggle at the extremely cute sight and leave him there, cuddling my pillow. I should fix us both breakfast. I don't have much in the fridge and I am not a great cook. After looking through all of my drawers in the kitchen I found two packages of porridge. Well, that's one of the things I can make.
While putting it into two small bowls I heard the bedroom door open. I look over my shoulder and see the tall boy standing there.
"Morning, sunshine." I greet him.
He comes closer and pours himself a cup of water.
"Good morning to you too, love." He smiles sweetly.
I place the bowls of porridge to the table and motion for him to sit.
"I know it's not much but should do okay." I apologise for the lack of food.
He just simply nods and smiles at me. While eating we talk about the most random stuff ever.
After eating I wash both of our bowls and ask him if he has any plans for today.
"No, it's raining anyway so I was hoping I could spend the day with you, Juliette." He takes a seat on the couch.
I take a seat beside him and nod. A day with Harry does not sound bad at all. In fact it sounds wonderful.
We spend the whole day eating takeout food he ordered and laughing about the most stupid things. After a while we decided to watch some tv. A marathon of 'friends' was on. I fell asleep on the couch while watching Ross shout "we were on a brake" for the 10th time.
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sad guy | Harry Styles
FanfictionI finish wiping the counter just as a guy steps in. He has a hood pulled over his head and he has sunglasses on. Creepy. "Hello, sir. How can I help you?" I ask the the tall man standing in front of me. Only a small counter between us. He looks up...
