*IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END*

My eyes opened and closed again and again as I sit in his king sized bed; his strong yet still soft aroma engulfing me whole. I breathed in his scent and in strung my nostrils and stained my lungs in the most delicious way. I sighed and finally let my eyes rest peacefully. The shower stopped once again and I assumed that he was done with his shower. The nameless stranger stepped out of the bathroom and right into my view as my eyes slowly fluttered open. God I'm tired.


I struggled to sit up but I put my elbows on the thick mattress and pushed up a bit; resting on them as I stared helplessly at his dripping wet body. His sun-kissed skin was glowing with small droplets of water, some running down his glorious body, others staying where they are. You would too, my subconscious retaliated and I frowned.

When will you shut up? I thought. When you realize that you want his di- I pushed her far away and into the deepest, darkest corner of my mind and continued to stare as he looked down while walking towards his dresser.

His untamed hair stuck to his forehead in the shape of small ringlets and they were smoothed down so softly that I just wanted to wrap my fingers around them. He pushed them back with his hand but as fast as they flew back they plopped back down and he frowned in the most adorable way.

Adorable? What the heck Sophie? Stop. I say to myself and look back up to him. My breath catches when I find that his eyes are roaming over my body; slowly, but surely. His eyes come up to my waist and I hesitantly look down. my tank top is riding up and a small band of my pale skin shows, along with my birth mark.

I pull it down and sit up quickly. Big mistake Soph. My head pounds and it feels like thousands of tiny little men are tap dancing, quiet harshly might I add, upon my skull.


I hold my head in my hands and rest my elbows on my knees. I feel my shirt ride up in the back and I know it exposes much, including my back dimples but at this point I really don't care. A cold, wet hand is place on my back and moves up and down slowly.

The hand helps me lay back down slowly, placing another hand on my stomach. I groan in frustration since I can't even sit up without feeling like I am going to have a full on panic attack from wondering what the hell was happening. I clos my eyes and roll my head to the side slowly taking deep breaths and not think about twenty-three different ways to kill Charles.


I open my eyes and look at the man sitting next to me, and the few words that are about to come out of my mouth are barely audible. "What's your name?" I whisper looking into his eyes bravely. He looks down at me, considering his height, and answers me.
"Harry," he rasps. I nod and look down at my nails; consciously picking at the chipped black nail polish.

I look back up to find him sitting uncomfortably close to me and I find some way to scoot over without seeming uncomfortable but it is noticed. He looks away and stands up hastily. I turn over on my side and tuck my hands underneath my head. I'll just wait until he's finished getting dressed so that he can take me home.

Despite the fight that happened between Charles and I; I have no where else to go, and I am not letting him keep all of my stuff. If I do anything else wrong then there is no doubt in my mind that Charles will cut me off and, as bad as this sounds, he is all I have.

When I feel a tap on my shoulder I turn around and see Harry standing over me with a glare in his eye that nearly scared me to death. "Your in my spot. Scoot over." he commanded, but I cut him off and sat up slowly this time, and, surprisingly, it didn't hurt as much.
"Can you just take me home?" I ask quietly, swinging my legs over the bed and sitting on the edge.

I look up when I don't here him say anything and his look could kill a thousand soldiers. "Why? So that bastard can beat the crap out of you again?" his words cause me to scoot back a little. Why is he so harsh? Why does he even care about what happens to me?

"No. I-I just...I," I can't form a proper sentence thanks to his words that leave me dumbfounded.
"I'm not taking you there." He whispers harshly as he steps forward; all the muscles in his arms straining which is very easy to tell since he is shirtless. I frown at him, but nodded anyways, seeing that I have no other options.

I scoot over like he told me to, and he crawls into the bed after I get settled. We stay a good distance apart and for a couple of seconds I catch his gaze and we hold it there, before I scoot closer to him; immediately feeling his warmth radiate all over my body.

He stays where he is and his body tenses; his eyes still trained on my face. I close my eyes, but I can still feel his confused gaze burn holes in my face. After a while his body relaxes and I know he has fallen asleep. I follow suit shortly after, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

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I open my eyes slowly as sleep rests in between them. I reach up to rub the sleep from my eyes but my hand won't move. Oh no. I'm dead. I died. I begin to panic as my heart beats faster and I feel a sheen of sweat come over my already warm and damp flesh.

I roll over as much as I can, considering it feels like a thousand pounds has fallen on me in my sleep.

Wait a minute...

"Harry," I groan and all I get is a slight snore. I huff out air of frustration as the boy is sprawled out across me. One of his legs are in between mine own and his knee slightly brushes my area. My cheeks warm up instantly at the thought. the other leg is crossed over my waist and hanging off of the bed. His arm is draped over my torso and half of his body is covering my own.

What the hell happened last night?

Notes

Kinda long chappy =/
but, anyways...

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