Thank You El.

Harry POV
I sat back down on the couch and pulled her into my lap. She laid her head on my chest and cuddled into me. I started rubbing her back as we continued our movie. I noticed that she got extremely quiet and I felt nervous. Did she regret kissing me? I hope not because I loved kissing her. "Demetria are you okay?" I asked her. She didn't answer me, I gently lifted her head up to see her eyes closed and mouth slightly open. Oh! I'm such an idiot. I thought she was mad and she's just been asleep the whole time. I scoop her light body into my arms and carry her into her room. As I lay her down, I remember that she still has her school clothes on and she must be uncomfortable. I gently shake her to ask a question. "Hmmm?" She moans "Hey where are you pajamas?"
"I don't wear pajamas. Just take off my clothes." I look at her and notice she isn't joking about this. "Are you sure?"
"Are you going to rape me?" she pauses and looks to me. I quickly shake head no. "Then it’s settled. Undress me pretty boy." I chuckle at the sleepy nickname I have just received. I take off her blazer, followed by her shoes and socks. She lays down while I undo her belt and throw it to the ground. I undo her pants and gently grab the top of them in preparation to pull them down. I look up at her to see her smiling to herself. Why was she smiling? I look back to my hands and take a deep breath.
Demetria POV:
I watch as he pulls down my pants. I wonder if he was expecting to see some lacy underwear because he has high hopes. I always wear my pros under my clothes and that's what I always sleep in. He pulls the pants down my ankles and throws them on the floor as well. I hope he's cleaning up my room when he's done. He comes up to my chest and pulls me up with a hug. A really tight hug, might I add. Although it felt comfortable. He takes off my shirt and gently lays me back down. He disappears and I take this time to run to my dresser and put on some chap stick and a quick dash of my favorite Jessica Simpson perfume. I jump back into position just as he walks in and turns on the television. He finds a show he likes and sits on the bed to begin taking his shoes off. When his phone begins ringing, he picks it up and rejects the call. He starts up with his shoe again just to be interrupted his phone. He picks it up and look at it and rejects the call again. He's then turns off his phone. He puts it on my dresser and goes to close the door. He takes off his jeans and throws them on top of mine. He slides he shirt off and I get a beautiful view of his tones body. Oh my word... I didn't know bodies like that existed. He lays down beside me and brings the cover over our bodies. He wraps his arm around my stomach as I'm still laying on my back. "Hey Harry?" I whisper. "Yes love?"
"Do you have on socks? If not, can you put some on? Please?"
He gets up and puts on some random socks before plopping back down beside me. "Goodnight Harold." "Goodnight love."

Notes

Hey guys! I updated one week later...boss! I know it's a filler chapter but we have to build up their relationship.
I scored seats in the 100 section to their concert out here in Texas!