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Harry's POV.
"He has been sleeping for hours" someone says and my heart starts to race for no reason. I can hear this soft voice raging inside the room, as delicate as the silk rolling down on my skin and leaving goose bumps all over.
'' Well. The drug he drunk was strong. Give him time.'' another voice, a male one, answers and I hear the angel sighs then a chair being moved towards the bed. I caress the cover and feel a hand under mine. It's tiny and warm; her fingers wrap around my wrist so gently I'd like to cry for the intensity in this touch.
'' If you don't wake up right now, I swear I'll kick you out of this bed myself. You're worrying me sick Harry'' I mentally giggle to her statement. God my head aches like a bitch and I can't seem to move.
'' I'll go to bed Grace. Don't stay up all night long, it could take long before he wakes'' the male voice suggests with a lovely tone before walking away. Another sigh.
Then something sweet irrupts into the silence and my mouth creeps into a smile. A sound that looks like a song flies into the room and I feel my eyelashes becoming lighter and lighter, the tingling stops a bit.
It's barely audible because she's murmuring it at the tip of her lips. As I open one eye, I watch as she has a phone in her hands, chewing her inner cheek while scrolling down with her thumb. She looks so cute while she places her chin on the backrest of the chair. Her blue eyes are so fixed on the thing she's glaring at, that when I gently squeeze her hand she doesn't even acknowledge it.
'' Shh Harry. Don't annoy me, I'm busy" she bites back but after a second, her face twists with shock and her head snaps up, the phone almost falling from her fingers.
''Harry!'' she exclaims jumping from her seat and throwing her arms around me. I giggle as I fall against the pillow and cling into her.
She takes a long breath and pulls away, exanimate me for a second before climbing at the top of me and placing her fingers around my neck, stroking me gently.
'' You!'' she angrily remarks shaking my body up and down. '' You dumb ass. What were you thinking? Where you under drugs? You could have died'' in another situation, I will probably be on the floor rolling from laughter, but this time I don't feel like do it. She looks so serious, her face is becoming red for the anger and her eyes are slightly puffy.
I don't want to make her feel like I'm mocking her or something, this will both hurt her and get her even more mad.
'' You're so stupid! I can't even find the words to explain how much ridiculous this is. What do you think you could have done uh? Tell me Harry! What? What do you think you could have done that I haven't tried already? You have treated me like some kind of prize you could win over! That wasn't what I was expecting you to react. I thought we were past this, past you think you can own me'' she screams and I grab her wrists, moving them away from my neck before sitting on the mattress, my back against the headboard. I lose my balance for a second and almost fall back against her chest but I manage to stay still and puff as I straighten myself.
