Crazy • h.s.

all i wanna be is done!

I roll onto my side and slowly open my eyes. That’s when I realise I wasn’t in my room. I turn to find Harry asleep beside me, his chest slowly rising and falling as he breathed, still asleep. What am I doing here? I think to myself as I look around the room. That’s when it hit me; last night, I came back here with Harry, who was the one who asked if I wanted to come here with him.

I was still fully clothed, thankfully, so nothing happened between us, right? I turn on to my side and prop myself up with my elbow as I look at Harry. As I sit up a bit, I feel my head begin to pound, thanks to last night. Just great. I think to myself and slowly rub my temples with my thumbs to lessen the ache somewhat. I can’t help but stare at him as he slept; he looked so peaceful as he lie there. A small hint of a smile makes its way to my face. I move a bit and feel the bed shift a bit.

“M-morning,” Harry mumbles in a deep gravelly tone as he sits up a bit and runs his fingers through his hair. Damn, he had a sexy morning voice.

“Morning,” I mutter and keep my eyes fixated on the comforter to keep myself from staring at his bare chest.

“Sleep well, beautiful?” he asks as I slowly lift my face up so I was looking him in the eyes. I nod my head a bit slowly, my thumbs lightly rubbing my temples.

“I slept well, yourself? My head is killing me, though,” I groan and lie back down on the pillow and pull the dark duvet over my eyes to lessen the brightness coming from the windows. I feel the bed shift a bit and realise I was alone for a second or two before I feel a body slip back under the covers beside me.

“That a bit better, love?” he whispers, lips close to my ear, which makes me jump a bit. He laughs a bit and turns on his side, one of his arms going around my waist. I can’t help the smile that comes across my face as I look at him. I nod slowly and am soon caught off guard when I feel his lips on mine. I smile into the kiss as I feel him pull me closer, our lips moving together.

I pull away and mutter, “I…we can’t do this…he-” I am cut off by Harry pressing his lips against mine in a kiss and I feel him pull my body closer to his. I try to pull myself from him and think of Chris but I can’t bring myself to.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt ‘im,” he mumbles against my skin. A few minutes go by and I am pulled from my thoughts when I hear some loud yet muffled noise begin to go off.

What the hell is that? I think to myself as I begin to look around for the source the noise was being distributed from. It takes me a second to realize it was my phone.

“Uh, babe, you’re pocket’s buzzing,” Harry says with a laugh before I feel him roll onto his back so he was beside me. I push the covers off of me and pull my phone from my denim shorts. I look at the display and mutter a somewhat loud ‘shit’ under my breath and roll my eyes when I see who was calling.

Of course, it was Chris. He just had to interrupt my morning. “What the hell do you want, Chris?” I say in a sharp tone as I answer the call, holding the phone up to my ear.

“That’s no way to talk to your boyfriend, babe. Where the hell were you last night?” he asks on the other line in his irritated fashion.

“Out, Chris, nothing for you to be concerned about,” I reply and roll my eyes.

“It is my business; you’re my girlfriend so I’d say I have every right to be concerned where my girlfriend is, bitch,” he says, voice rising. I pull the phone away from my ear because he practically burst my eardrum at how loud he was talking, yelling more so.

“Fucker,” I hear Harry mumble a bit loudly and see him roll his eyes.

“I don’t have to tell you shit, it’s my business, babe,” I tell Chris and roll my eyes angrily, even though he couldn’t see me.