*Harry's pov*
I stood there for minutes trying to think where did this girl come from. my Thoughts began to wonder that this is just a dream, I'll wake up and everything will be the way it was. Am gonna wake up in my bed and see that non of this ever happened
Wrong. I held the broom in a tight grip, as I slowly and quietly walked towards the sleeping girl. she let's out a sigh as she turned around and shifted her body to the other way facing towards me. her hair flows down carelessly and covered half her face making it hard to see who she is.
I didn't move. I just stood there admiring the girl. her I can see a tint of soft pink over her cheeks as her lashes rested above her cheeks, her pink lips were slightly parted. my eyes trailed down to her body, the curves of her body popped out of the blanket.
I snapped out of my gazed when I started to think like a fucking creep. I took a deep breath in and started arguing with my mind debating I should wake this beautiful stranger in my bed even though I didn't want to. but I had to before she could say anything out in the media
I started pacing back and fort with the broom lowered down on the floor as I started butting down my nails.
I have to wake her up and get her out, she might be a fucking crazy fan who will do anything to make me marry her. but in the other hand I should be a nice person and let her have her sleep. I mean she might've been drunk and got out if a bad break and got in the wrong house
Yes Harry cause it's normal to get inside to a strangers house and just sleep in there bed. but it'll be rude of me if I did wake her up, I mean maybe she didn't see the address and accidentally walked in while I left the door open.
The door was locked Harry and you were up all night taking mails...
Fuck I need to wake her up and that's-
I got cut off when I heard the bed shifted, I quickly grabbed the broom from the floor and faced her
She's awake. her eyes were opened and landed on to me, she smirked and slightly let's out a giggle.
"Harry what in the heav-...." She eyes widen when she spoke, she looked like she was about to panic until "... I- wha- I-I don't what-.." She started stuttering, she looked don't to her hands and lifted it up
She started looking around until her eyes landed on the closet mirror behind her as she lets out a scream
I didn't know how to react to this I've never been into a situation like this before, so I held the broom in my hand tightly as she panics and looks down the blanket and let's out another scream.
"Where the fuck is my tail!?" she screamed once again. tail? She pulled the blanket over her chest and started to breath deeply but let's out a breathless chuckle "this is a dream right? this is all nothing. am gonna wake up and I'll be back to normal" she said to her self as she looks at me "right harry?" She said her lips slightly trembling as if she's about to cry
"Right?!" she scream as a tear fell from her eyes. but I had to break the ice now before her does anything else
"Who are you!?" I demanded sounding a bit rude, I didn't mean to am panicking myself as well, I was confused as fuck and I hated it. it got me all worked up.
She looked at me and more tears fell from her eyes "don't you know who I am?" she whispered quietly, as my face soften a little
"It's me. Mia.." she said as she bursted out I to tears, I stood there as I dropped my jaw and unable to move at all as if all the connection to my bones suddenly shuts down
Mia
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