Canyon Moon

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

"Harry," I whispered. He was sleeping so peacefully in his bed. He was wrapped up in a big, fluffy, white blanket. It's winter in New York, it's cold. He looked so cute and comfortable. I looked like an ogre when sleeping, I know because Gigi's taken pictures of me before, bitch.

He mumbled something and just flipped to the other side, in bed, "Harry," I whispered again, but more lovingly and soft. He was still comfortably sleeping so I decided to get in bed with him. I slipped myself under the sheets next to him and smiled, he looks so cute and innocent.

I pushed his hair out of his face and his mouth parted open a bit. I giggled, it was so cute. I've never seen Harry sleeping before and I'm mad I didn't get to see it before, "Harry, wake up," I cooed. I booped his nose and giggled. Wow, he's a heavy sleeper, I'm such a light sleeper, everything wakes me up. One time, Gigi yawned and it woke me up. I was so mad.

Ugh, this man is not waking up. I know, I placed a kiss on his lips and he began kissing me back. He opened his eyes and we laid there, looking into each other's colored eyes. I caressed his cheek and we both smiled, "Good morning beautiful."

"Hi," I giggled while blushing. I liked it when he would compliment me, it meant a lot to me for some reason. Guys always compliment me but Harry's hit differently.

"You're up early," he smiled.

"Your mom woke me up."

"Oh, really? I'm sorry about that, I'll talk to her about that," he frowned.

"Oh, no, no. It's okay, I didn't mind, she asked me for a favor."

He sat up, his elbow holding his body weight, "Oh, what was it?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Harry, I think it's time to say goodbye to your facial hair," I sarcastically frowned. I hated that thing on his face, it would tickle me while we'd kiss and I hated it. He also looks way older than he is, not that I don't mind that but I don't want to feel like I'm kissing my grandfather.

"I like it," he brushed it with his fingers.

"We all hate it. You do you by all means, but god, please just shave it or else I'll never kiss you again. It tickles my upper lip and I feel like it's fucking staring at me sometimes," I stick my tongue out in disgust, to show him exactly how I felt about it. He just chuckled, wow.

"How badly do you want me to shave it?"

"I agreed to come here. I upheld my end of the bargain, now it's your turn," I looked at him sternly.

"Fine," he rolled his eyes in defeat. I could cry right now, he finally agreed to get rid of that awful thing plus I also got Anne to like me even more, "But I want something in return."

"Ugh, what!? I came here, isn't that enough?" I rolled my eyes.

"Relax, all I want is a kiss," he smiled cheekily.

"You're soooo annoying," I rolled my eyes and then proceeded to kiss him. He grabbed onto my waist, bringing me close, as I cupped his cheek and we shared a passionate kiss. I honestly did not expect the kiss to feel this dirty but I didn't mind it. Of course, nothing other than a kiss will happen, I don't want that.

I let go before he got the wrong idea and we just smiled, "Now, please go shave that shit off your face please!" I begged.

"Fine," he complained and got out of bed. I sat up and watched him head to the bathroom. He stopped on his heels and turned to me, "Actually, do you want to do the honors? Since you seem to hate him so much?"

"You giving it a pronoun makes me hate it even more, of course, I want to do the fucking honors!" He chuckled, I immediately got out of his bed and followed him into his bathroom, "I've never done this before so please forgive me if I cut you."