You and Harry go into a fight. Just a typical boyfriend girlfriend fight. It ended just like usual...Harry sleeping on the couch. If you started fighting bad, you would tell him to sleep there. But sometimes, just to make you happy, he just said he would sleep there by choice. Once, you even said that you would sleep on the couch during a fight, but Harry said he was going to. He just didn't want you to be uncomfortable.And now you were sleeping alone in your king sized bed. It's like it's too much room for you. You heard Harry get up a couple times. He went to the bathroom and to the fridge first. Then he started coming up the stairs. Right in front of your door, he stopped and went back down to the couch. You got your hopes up.
You started to think about just apologizing to him, you heard him come up the steps again. Again, you closed your eyes and pretended to sleep.
You heard him stop and open the door slightly. He peaked his head in and opened it enough for half his body to fit.
"Good night babe. Sweet dreams. Love you", Harry whispered. He sighed and closed the door, heading back down stairs.
All you felt were butterflies. Too many. All because of Harry checking in on you. Then it clicked. You just got up out of bed and opened the door to the hall and staircase. You lean over the railing and see Harry shuffling around with a pillow and a blanket that barely covers his tall frame.
"Harry", you whispered, even though he was awake. He looked up a little shocked.
"I thought you were sleeping", he said in his raspy voice and rubbing his eyes.
"I wasn't", you say,"but you can come up stairs if you'd like."
Harry didn't say anything he just moved the blanket and wrapped it up so it wasn't such a mess. Once Harry started going up the stairs, you went back into your room and laid down. Harry came in but he laid down on the opposite side, not touching you once.
Every time you felt tired, you remembered that Harry was right there and you could do something about it. You are his girlfriend. You finally started to fall asleep. It was also cold so you just cuddled up in the blanket. Perfect cuddling temperature.
You heard Harry move. He turned around so he was facing your back. He came closer to you and he wrapped his arm around your waist. He had his other hand above his head, so he started playing with your hair. He knew you loved that.
He lifted some of the blanket and covered himself with the end. He put his arm back around your waist and rubbed your stomach lightly. It was something that your mom used to do to make you feel better.
"Harry?", you ask.
"Baby, you took all the covers and I was cold so I had to cuddle up to you to keep warm. I could've gotten a cold babe", he said and you giggled,"yeah it won't be funny when I'm sick and you can't kiss me"
"Yeah you're right"
"But, just between you and me, it was also an excuse to make up with you", Harry whispered smiling widely.
"You're such a dork Harry", you said giggling. Harry pretended to be hurt. "a very cute dork"
Harry cuddled up to you more. You laced your fingers with his that were on your waist.
"Aww. You're too cute. And I know I'm being mushy but I don't care", Harry said, kissing your neck lightly. "I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry too", you said.
"So you heard what I said when I checked up on you and you weren't sleeping?", Harry asked.
"Yeah"
"Well I do love you", Harry added quietly.
"I love you too"

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