Running [h.s.]

thirty one | luna

DOUBLE UPDATE! IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CHAPTER THIRTY YET THEN PLEASE GO BACK TO IT.

I am double updating because I know the last chapter was super short and sweet. I saw an idea to include this song in a chapter on TikTok so I did it! Enjoy!!

P.S. I'm not going to lie, I am so excited about this story. I have great ideas for where to go from here, and I'm actually really proud of it. :)

Sunday, September 27th

Harry and I lay in bed for what feels like hours just gazing at one another, taking in each other's morning beauty. His eyes are puffy from sleep and his cheeks are flushed pink. He looks simply adorable, and I fight the urge to just shower him in a million kisses.

Finally, Harry breaks the beautiful silence with his growly morning voice. "Shall we get up, baby? I'll make us some breakfast," he says.

I smile and nod, leaning into him to give him a quick kiss on the nose. He crinkles his nose and pouts his bottom lip out, wanting a kiss on his mouth. I oblige, giggling as I kiss his perfect pink lips. His lips are dry since we only woke up a bit ago and he pulls away, his tongue jetting out to lick his lips before he kisses me softly again. "Come on, baby. Let's get up," he says, giving me one final kiss on the lips.

He pulls my body upwards so I am sitting up and I watch carefully as he climbs out of the bed, the toned muscles in his back making my knees weak. After we made out last night, he gave me his shirt to sleep in since he tossed mine across the room. I selfishly want to keep it on, but my manners force me to ask, "Do you want your shirt?"

He laughs, noticing the insincere tone in my voice and he pads over to me, taking my face in his hands to kiss my forehead. "No, princess, it looks better on you," he coos.

I reward his kindness with a smile and hop up out of bed, ready to start the day. I follow him out into the kitchen, and I start putting away the dried wine glasses. He goes right to the fridge, searching for something to make for breakfast.

"How do you like your eggs, Luna?" He says, a coy smile playing on his full lips.

I look over at him in front of the fridge, arms spread out holding each door to the side making my mouth water from his back muscles. I smirk, deciding to test Harry on how well he thinks he can read me. "Surprise me," I say, winking at the cheeky boy.