She | A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 16

I felt something rub against my back, pulling me from the deep warm sleep I was in. I slowly started to come to my senses as I turned my head and felt the soft pillow against my cheek. I reached out to find Harry, only for the spot next to me to come up empty. The hand on my back kept moving in circles, making me remember that my back was still being rubbed. I couldn't open my eyes yet because of the tired state I was in and it felt like my eyelids were stuck.

I can still feel the darkness in the room. Maybe he's trying to get me to move a little so he could get in bed, but either way, it's a little weird he's just sitting there rubbing my back. The hand stopped rubbing my back and another hand approached my arm and I slowly turned onto my back.

"Harry?" I groaned, rubbing my eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Go get dressed." He whispered.

He wanted me to get dressed in the middle of the night. Maybe I was dreaming. But his voice was so sweet and raspy. I held out my arms and he chuckled softly. He wrapped his arms around my body, making me warm and even more tired.

"Come on. You've got to get dressed, baby. I've laid out your clothes for you." I smiled in the embrace. He was so thoughtful and I loved him laying here with me. His hand was pressed against my back, under the shirt. He was perfect. He picked out clothes for me to wear and laid them out for me. It warmed my heart to know that he would have everything ready for me. "Everly..." He kissed my cheek, making me smile. "See, I know you're not asleep."

"I could be," I argued, pulling him closer to me with a sense of warmth. 

"You're usually good about waking up."

"I never shared a bed with you before then." I countered. He laughed, pulling me closer to his body too. "Why am I getting dressed in the middle of the night?"

"You're not. It's four-thirty." I opened my eyes, trying to see a clear image of his face.

"It's too early for the sunrise." He chuckled and looked around my face with admiration.

His body was so warm. He made everything better and more comforting. I swear, I could fall asleep just like this. The way his fingers ran through my hair and the comfort of his arms made everything feel like a dream. It sent me deeper and deeper into relief and I felt all of my problems melt away.

"Well I have an adventure planned and I need you to be awake and dressed by five. You can sleep on the car ride there."

He slowly let go of me and I felt my body start to cool. I watched him as he slowly stood up, keeping my hand in his. I was slowly being pulled into an upright position. I finally gave in and sat up, rubbing my eyes. I turned around to look at the clothes he picked out for me. I've never been used to this kind of treatment. I've never woken up before dawn to go on some adventure. I've never had a boyfriend pick out my clothes.

I forgot people like Harry exists. People who are kind and won't hurt you. People who make other people feel worth something and not just some object they could push around. I unfolded the clothes to reveal some shorts and a striped shirt that tied in the front. He also had a jean jacket laid out and my Gucci belt. I put on my clothes while Harry walked into the kitchen.

I grabbed some socks and sat down on the bed to put them on. When I sit on the comfortable bed, I immediately felt the tiredness drain me. I slowly fell back onto the bed and closed my eyes, just to get a few more minutes of sleep. The warm comforter pressed against my tired cold body was pulling me deeper in and I felt like I could stay here forever.

"Everly! What are you doing?" My heart pounded as the sound of his voice startled me.

I tried to tell him that I was taking a five-minute power nap, but all that came out of my mouth were some mumbled words. He laughed and walked over to me, lightly laying his body on mine. His being so close to me made me want to stay in bed wrapped in his arms. He kissed my cheek and I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck.