in the night- h.s

chapter 44

June 2017

Harry stood back and watched as Rosalie packed all of her stuff into his car. Although he knew she was moving out, the selfish part of him begged for her to stay with him. Who was he supposed to drink tea with in the morning and before bed. The first night without her would be almost painful.

"Wow I literally own nothing." She laughed as she was done within half an hour, turning her head to look at him. He smiled and walked down his front steps so they could make their way to her new flat.

"Now that you have a place you can actually call a home, you'll start to build things up." He assured her, getting in the front seat as she got in the passenger seat.

"I hope so. Paula liked some photos I sent her, by the way." Harry noticed she smiled a lot more recently and seemed almost optimistic about the future. It relieved him slightly, he had hoped she would see how much she was worth one day.

"That's great." He put his hand on her leg and gave it a squeeze to show his pride. "Presumably the ones of me." He commented cheekily. Rosalie laughed, pushing his hand off.

"I kept them for myself." She said quietly. Harry snapped his head to her, not quite believing her.

"You did?" He suppressed her smile, there was a chance she was joking.

"It feels wrong to show them. You wouldn't go up to Jeff and show pictures of me randomly would you." She pointed out even though it definitely wasn't the same thing. Harry let out his smile but shyed away from her.

"So where's Nick?" He wondered as they entered the flat, a bag in each of their hands.

"Working. He's already moved his stuff in. I'm gonna put these in Lola's room, can you put those in mine?" She asked, walking past him.

Harry looked around, not having seen the flat before. It was much smaller than he was used to but he assumed that was what she had expected. Pushing open the door with a post it note on it reading Rosalie, he was welcomed with an average sized room. There was a large window above the double bed that seemed to take up most of the room. The only other piece of furniture was the chest of drawers.

"Cute isn't it?" She asked from behind him. He put down the bags and watched her jump backwards onto the bed.

"Charming." He smirked, crawling on top of her. "Are you gonna stay the night here?" He wondered, rolling over and laying on his back so they could both stare at the ceiling.

"Yeah, probably should." She answered to his disappointment.

"Who am I supposed to have my morning cup of tea with? How am I going to bare not waking up next to you." He asked dramatically, rolling to his side so he could look down at her face.

"You can stay here with me tonight, if you want." She suggested, wondering why she felt so nervous asking. Harry smiled and leant down to kiss her. She welcomed it, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him on top.
"Okay, you can't distract me." She mumbled into the kiss, pushing him off her.

"Let me distract you." He replied, his hands roaming her sides. Her giggle only encouraged him more, causing him to move his lips along her jawline and to her neck.

"Harry, I only have today." She sighed, the smile on her face indicated that she didn't want to stop but he rolled off her nonetheless.

"Fine." He sighed and decided to look around a bit more.

The living room had a nice view of the street below. Unfortunately there were tall buildings in the way of any kind of view of London like he had but that was to be expected as she was more central.