Torn // H.S.

Chapter 11

I wake to vibrating on the bed next to me. I groan moving to roll over but feel something holding me in place. I open my eyes to find Harry laying on his side with his arm draped over my stomach and his head laying on the pillow next to me. I rub my eyes with my free hand careful not to make any sudden moves as my other arm is trapped under Harry's embrace. I try to remember falling asleep but I can't seem to remember. The last thing I can remember is Harry telling me about his last birthday before his dad died and how his dad got him this amazing bike that he had been wanting. I wonder how his dad died but I do not want to push him. He already told me so much last night. He will probably tell me when he is ready. I cannot get over how in such a short amount of time Harry has gone from just this beautiful stranger and now is so important to me. He is all I can think about anymore. Harry breaths deeply next to me and I study his soft expression as he sleeps. His lips are slightly parted as steady breaths flow from them. I want to lean down and press my lips to his but I do not want to disturb him, he looks so peaceful. His eyelashes are longer than I realized as they rest on his cheeks. I never noticed them because I am always mesmerized by his green eyes whenever he looks at me. His left arm is draped over me and his left hand is resting gently on my side. There is a small cross tattoo placed between his thumb and index finger I resist the need to touch it. He is wearing a thin gold rimmed watch with brown leather straps that I never noticed last night, it is hiding what looks like an anchor tattoo on his wrist. He is wearing two rings, one on his middle finger and one on his index finger, one is flat and gold and I am not sure what the other one has on it. I am staring at his beautiful brown curls fighting the urge to run my fingers through them when the vibrating starts again and I realize it must be Harry's phone in his pocket. He shifts slightly and I watch as his eyes flutter. The vibrating starts again and he rolls onto his back pulling his arm off of me. I almost whine at the loss of contact. With his eyes still closed he reaches into his pocket but does not pull his phone out just silences the vibrating then lets out a soft groan. I am still staring when he finally opens his eyes running a hand through his hair and turns towards me making me blush as he catches me staring.

"Hey," He says a smile forming on his lips. His voice is still raspy from sleep and the sound alone makes my insides melt.

"Hey," I smile back rolling onto my side so my body is facing towards his and he copies me.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stay last night I guess I fell asleep," he says with a shyness in his voice that makes my heart flutter.

"It's okay. Sorry if I fell asleep while you were talking." I say trying not to stare at his lips.

"It's-", He starts to say but is cut off by a banging on my bedroom door making both of us jump and sit up.

"Allieeee," Julie says through the door, and Harry and I look at each other with wide eyes and I feel like I can't breathe.

"I am going to the coffee shop do you want anything?" Julie asks still at the door.

Harry and I are still staring at each other and I cannot get myself to respond. Harry looks to the door then back at me leaning towards me with a look on his face telling me I need to answer her.

"No. I'm good. Thanks." I say still staring at Harry my voice sounding strange even to myself.

"Okay. See you later." Julie says unaffected by my tone.

We hear the front door slam shut and I see Harry's body relax as he lets out a deep breath and falls back onto my bed. I put my head in my hands letting out a deep breath of my own.

"Oh. My. God." I mumble into my hands.

Harry doesn't say anything. He just leans up and places one of his large hands on my back and slowly rubs up and down my back. The comforting gesture works and I immediately feel my body relax. Even though he is comforting me I cannot fight off the nagging feeling that he is part of the reason why I am stressed. I knew I should not have done this with him and I did it anyway. How am I supposed to walk away from him now though. After last night I do not even want him to leave my room much less my life. And just like that my perfect morning is ruined.