My Sunflower *h.s*

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Hi! I know most of this story is cute and soft but I wanted to add something a little spicy and this is the chapter for it so here ya go!

Song; American money by borns

Molly

I woke up with a soft yawn, stretching out my body until it hit something. I opened my eyes and noticed Harry laying next to me, snoring lightly. I guess we fell asleep while talking and watching movies. I'm glad I told him about Norah last night, he had to find out at some point plus it was nice to confide in someone and talk about her so openly. Sometimes it's really hard to talk to people about her because they just end up outwardly showing all their pity, and I really dislike that.

I quietly crawled out of bed, grabbing the shirts he said I could have and left the room, closing the door behind me. I went to my room, putting the shirts in the closet and heading to my bathroom to take a shower. It was still early in the morning, the sun is barely up and the world around us is quiet. I have no idea what Harry has planned for his day but I'm going to convince Sarah to go out with me. I really need to get out of the house and have some sister time. I still don't feel like this house is mine yet. Like, I know I sold my apartment in Seattle and I'm fully moved in here but it feels like I'm more of a guest than a resident. And I feel like it's partly because the only people I know here are apart of Harry's world, I think I need to make a life of my own here. And I don't know how to do that since the baby is a factor. I'll have to be careful with anyone I meet now, I'm no longer just a normal person. I have ties to the celebrity world now and that's a whole different lifestyle I'm still not ready for.

I stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my body. I dried myself off a little bit before heading into my bedroom, grabbing a shirt and pants that actually fit correctly. It's still warm out in Los Angeles so I decided to wear a babydoll dress that would help hide my bump. Once I was sure my baby bump looked just like a small food baby I dried my hair, letting it fall in natural waves, placing a brown hat on my head, and stuck with light makeup.

I left my room with my purse and shoes in hand, quietly heading down the hardwood stairs, trying to be aware of my level of noise in case Harry was still asleep. I entered the kitchen and all the lights were off, so I guess Harry is still asleep. He usually come right to the kitchen in the morning to make some coffee or tea for us and then he goes about his day. I set my shoes and purse down and headed to the coffee maker, popping in the type of coffee I liked, which unfortunately is decaf. I'm really going to enjoy regular coffee once the baby is here. Thankfully though, the baby seems to be behaving this morning. Granted, my morning sickness has been getting less and less as the days go on. But, I'm not in pain this morning which is always a plus. Once my coffee was ready I set it to the side to cool while I made some breakfast. I made avocado toast for both Harry and I will some eggs and fruit.

I waited for a minute to see if Harry would come down but when he didn't I decided to go wake up him. It's odd for him to be sleeping in this late. In reality it's not that late, but he's an early bird and I know he likes to wake up early and get a head start on the day. I reached his door and slowly opened it, making sure he wasn't actually awake and doing something. The lights were still off and I could hear his soft snores coming from the bed, so I made my way in, careful to not bump into anything. I reached the side of the bed he was on and couldn't help but smile at the sight of him. The blanket was pulled up to his shoulders but he was cuddling the pillow that I was previously laying on.

I pushed the thoughts away of taking a sneaky photo and laid my hand on his shoulder, gently shaking him awake.

"Harry, I made breakfast for you." He grumbled something I couldn't understand and pushed his head further into the bed. I laughed before shaking him again, a little harder this time. "Harry, it's Molly. It's time to wake up." He groaned slightly before turning his head to me, pushing one eye open to look at me.