Starstruck [H.S.]

Little Spoon

Harry's POV

At some point last night I had rolled over in my sleep. Aspen had curled her body into my back. She was holding me. I don't think I've ever been held like this before.

I had joked around in an interview once that I liked being the little spoon. Which was difficult to believe considering I'm not a short man.

Aspen is a half foot smaller than I am, but the way she is holding me right now. I quite like it. It makes me feel safe. I feel her lips trail up my spine in gentle kisses. Before she gently slips out of the bed. She thinks I'm still sleeping.

I roll over and watch her pad to the bathroom to brush her teeth. I hear her pick up her phone. "Hey...I'll be over in just a minute."

April says something because Aspen is quiet. "Are you sure?"

"Okay...I'll ask him if he wants to do that when he wakes up. Are you sure you don't want me to....okay okay. Thank you. Love you."

She comes back into the room and crawls back in the sheets.

I roll to my back and pull her to me. "Morning baby."

The smile that lights up her face makes my stomach flip. "Morning monkey." Her lips trace kisses along my jaw.

"Time is it?"

"A little past 5." She snuggles into my chest, and my fingers weave their way into her hair.

I groan. I'm normally an early riser but we stayed up late talking, and I'm exhausted.

"You can go back to sleep, sugar lips." Aspen chuckles.

"Are you going to stay with me?"

"For a little yes. The girls are still sleeping." She kisses the butterfly on my sternum. "Go back to sleep you look exhausted."

"Stay and cuddle with me."

I feel her smile against my skin.

When I wake up two hours later she is gone. A note on her pillow. "Took the girls for breakfast. Be back soon."

A soft knock sounded on the door. I shifted out of bed and yanked on my joggers. "One minute."

As I pulled open the door I yanked my shirt down. Aspen was standing in front of me in a pair of holey jeans and a t-shirt that said But Daddy I Love Him. Her blonde hair is pulled to the side, a tan fedora covering her head. She is wearing aviator sunglasses and sipping an iced coffee from a straw. "Hello handsome, brought you some coffee, and breakfast." She holds out a carryout bag.

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He smirks at me, his eyes traveling up and down my body. "Thank you." I think he's reaching his hand out for the carryout bag but he grabs me by the waist and yanks me into his room. As soon as the door closes his lips are on mine.

"Well then." I shake my head at him. "Eat your breakfast before it gets cold. I'll see you in a bit."

"You're not staying with me?" He pouts his lip out.

I let out a little laugh. "I promised the girls I would just be a second."

Harry smiles at me. "Let me change and I'll come with you. I can eat over there yeah?"

"Of course." I smile at him.

I wait while he changes.

We walk into the other hotel room hand in hand. The girls are sat on the floor nailpolish open. Evelyn's face lights up when she sees Harry.

"Hi Haz!" She beams at him. "Can I paint your nails?"

I pull my lips into my mouth. "Bug..I don't think..."

"Of course!" Harry says. Sitting down. I hand him the container of food and his coffee. He gives her his left hand and Evelyn starts painting his nails as Elizabeth opens the container of food for him and hands him a fork.

Emma turns on a movie and we sit around laughing and talking as Evelyn paints Harry's nails and he eats his breakfast.

Al drives us to Harry's apartment. When we walk into his New York home.

"Did you want to spend your last night at home?" I ask him.

He looks over at me. "Only if you all stay here with me."

I lean over and kiss his cheek. "Do you have room for all of us?"

"I have guest rooms."

"I'm content to be wherever you are. Ask them and we can go from there."

He gives me a knee weakening smile.

We end up spending the day and the night at his New York apartment. I don't think I've ever laughed as much as I do with him. He played video games with the girls, sang silly songs, made us dinner. Which was so delicious. He even did yoga with Evelyn and Elizabeth.

As we say goodbye to him in the car at the airport I can't help but be a little sad. I don't know when I will see him again. I miss him already but I'm already thinking about the fun we will have the next time we are together.

As soon as we touch down back home I turn on my phone to send him a text. Letting him know we made it back safely, and to thank him for the wonderful weekend.

I open my texts and spur of the moment decide to text Mitch.

Hey, when will you guys be in Denver?

In three weeks. You want to come to the show?

Yeah, actually. I'd like to surprise Harry. Don't tell him.

Mums the word darling. I'll make arrangements with Jeff. How many tickets do you need?

Five. But I'll buy them.

Nonsense. Harry would kill me if I let you do that.

Mitch sends me the exact dates and I start making arrangements. I pay for the four airline tickets for me, Emma and the girls. Mitch tells me they are doing a show in Denver and one in Colorado Springs. So I text my mom. I tell her I'm planning a trip home. That we will come for a weekend, and ask her to keep the kids for a night so I can go to a show in Denver by myself and I text Mitch that I'll need the five tickets for the Colorado Springs show. I let him know I'll be coming by myself to the Denver show.

Three weeks. It doesn't seem so daunting now. It seems tangible. Knowing I can hug him again and see him smile in person.