Promises

No Judgment

I wake up and the first thing I hear is soft snoring. I feel so bad for falling asleep last night. Why didn't he wake me though? What time is it? I try to move my body to sit up but I then feel his arm over my body and his head on my shoulder. He's fast asleep and I don't want to wake him.

There's a clock above the door, it's 7:35am. Wow I'm up early, but then again I fell asleep quite early. I hope he didn't mind. He seems to enjoy romantic comedies, whereas I find them cheesy and prefer true crime. how ironic.

I get up slowly from the bed, not trying to wake him. He's sleeping so soundly and looks so beautiful. I didn't even realize his shirt is off and now I can see all the tattoos drawn into his skin. His long hair is sloppily thrown on his pillow, a tangled mess. I can't help but reach over, moving the hair on his face and brushing my fingers through it softly.

Suddenly his body moves and he wakes up, flinching at my fingers on his face. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, I was just trying to... I'm not sure actually, I'm sorr-" He cuts my off and grabs my arm, pulling me back into the bed and wrapping his arms around me. "Good Morning Elle, where are you running off to now?" I sigh, trying to turn and look at him, "I have to get back to my dorm, I have a class at 10." He moves his head into the crook of my neck, glancing at the clock. " You smell good, and it's only 7. stay a while."

I push him off and get back onto my feet. "I can't, I have to shower and get dressed and I don't know. I have to go." A part of me knows that I'm lying. Yes I need to get ready for class and all that but the fact that even stayed with him... ugh.

He lets out a deep sign and moves his body in the bed, flipping over and laying on his stomach. Rubbing his eyes he speaks again as I throw on my dirty white vans, "I have an Idea, let's get some coffee. Can you be ready in 45 minutes?" I slip on my last shoe and turn to face him, he might have been staring at my ass this whole time, fuck.

"Umm, yeah, sure." I spit out hesitantly.

"Great, I can walk you to class after." He sits up and looks over to Louie's bed, it's empty. I realize then that Louis has the same blanket as Harry, except in blue and white instead of pink and white. They must really be close if they have matching blankets, how cute.

Harry gets up from his bed and gives me a peck on the cheek. Before he sees my entire face go red, I rush out of the room and head towards my dorm, almost running because he said 45 minutes and I want to be on time.

I still don't understand why Harry let me stay with him. I also don't understand why Harry wants me to go get coffee with him this morning. I don't really understand anything. I don't really understand how I feel either, because I literally just met this guy and I'm starting to crush on him. Should I be doing that? No no no. Stop that Noelle. You came here to get a good education and to find yourself and all that other bullshit you tell yourself when you go to college. Meeting a guy and falling in love was not in my plans. Also, how am I going to tell Elijah about this? I have a really bad dating history and I know he will not approve of him, especially because of all his tattoos and his whole demeanor in general. But who knows maybe Elijah would like Harry. I mean, me and him are just friends right? Right.....

Luckily, my dorm isn't as far as I thought from his dorm, which I find kind of comforting for me. It looks so pretty on campus in the morning and especially at this time of year. You can't really tell that it's the start of fall but it kind of feels like it, especially because the start of fall is the start of a new school year and this is also the start of the rest of my life. That sounds so cliché but it really is. And I'm really excited for the school year even though I have no idea what to expect.