I woke up as the sun was shining through my curtains and my whole bedroom was lit. As I opened my eyes, I noticed my fingers being twirled with Harry's fingers, our hands resting on top of my head. His other arm was protectively holding me and we were spooning. I felt his light breathing on the back of my neck, getting new butterflies in my stomach as I realized we had actually spent the night together. He was still in my bed.

I turned around to face him as quietly and lightly as possible because I didn't want to wake him up just yet. I wondered if my morning breath was horrible and instantly wanted to get a breath mint or gum from somewhere. But just like that, seeing his face made me forget about silly things like that. Who cared about morning breath when a guy like Harry was sleeping next to you?

His curly brown hair was a mess and still managed to look like something from a fashion-magazine. His lips were full and so kissable I had a hard time not waking him up right away by showering him with kisses. He was sleeping peacefully and looked so adorable that I just could have stared at him sleeping forever. The blanket was slightly off of him and some of his tattoos on his upper body were showing. I never thought I would go this crazy for a guy with tattoos but he was only sexier with them. They were a part of him and who he was.

I finally brushed his cheek gently with my hand, feeling his soft skin. His lips turned to a delicate smile and he pulled me closer to him. As my face was on the same level as his and my upper-body was resting on top of him, he opened his green eyes, still smiling. I thought my heart was going to burst.

"Morning Gracie. Come here." He greeted me and kissed my lips. My hold of him got tighter and I didn't want the kiss to end, it felt way too good.

"Morning Haz." I smiled and said back.

"Liam taught you that name, right?" Harry asked a little surprised since I had never called him by his nickname before.

"You could say so. I still prefer Harry most of the time." I smiled more and kissed him quickly.

"I slept probably better than ever, sleeping next to you. Did you sleep alright?" Harry asked and started to draw on my back with his fingers.

"I did, thanks. Do you have plans for today or...?"

"Actually, I think I'm going to have my very first band practice with the lads today. Do you want to come and support me?" Harry asked me with a crooked smile playing on his lips.

"I would love to come! Honestly, can't wait to see if you're any good." I teased him. There was no way he would suck as a singer, there just wasn't.

"Haha, thanks! That's a good way to start supporting me! I'm a bit nervous but excited at the same time." He laughed and pulled me on top of him. I kissed his forehead and then his left cheek. "You're definitely something else, Gracie." He said and smiled happily.

After cuddling for a while, we got up, got dressed and went downstairs. We made some sandwiches along with yoghurt and berries and enjoyed the slow morning talking and kissing in between. As I watched him, I realized how much I really liked him and how easy it was for me to be with him. There was nothing awkward between us and even when we didn't speak to each other, it felt like the most natural thing ever.

As I was ready to start collecting the dishes, Harry got up from his chair quickly and told me to sit down as he cleaned the table. His gesture was sweet and I had a hard time believing it was even real. There had to be something wrong about him, some big secret I just hadn't figured out yet. Something would make me come back down to earth eventually. I just didn't want to think about it yet, I wanted to enjoy the state we were in with him right now.

"Shoot... Mom send me a text. She's coming home soon. I'll see you tonight then?" I said as I read the text I had gotten. I hoped mom couldn't smell the sex, passion and boy that was lingering everywhere in our house.

"Yeah, definitely. I'll pick you up. Probably around 5.30pm. Can't wait to see you again." Harry responded excitedly. I loved how straight forward he was with his feelings, I didn't have to guess if he was interested or not.

"Only six more hours or so, we can manage. I had fun with you. See you soon." I said and leaned in to give him a big kiss before he opened the front door.

"See you soon babe." He responded and my heart skipped as he called me babe.

I took a quick shower and made my bed before mom got home. I noticed I was smiling basically all the time, without doing it on purpose. Harry had definitely made an impact on me and I was feeling very happy and excited the whole time. It had been a while since I had felt this strongly about someone. He was definitely the first boy I had really liked after my ex. And I had almost forgotten how amazing it felt like to be head over heels for someone. I could get use to feeling this way, I thought happily.

"Hey honey! Come downstairs, please!" I heard mom calling for me and went to greet her.

"Hey momma, how was your date?" I hugged her and joked.

"Haha, it was fun for sure. Johnny definitely knows what restaurants are good. And we went to a club to see stand-up! I laughed so hard." Mom explained enthusiastically and I had to smile at how happy she was. If only she knew how happy I was too. I wanted to tell her so bad, but it was not the right time.

"So, what time is Johnny coming over tomorrow?" I remembered the Sunday dinner we were supposed to have.

"Dinner will be around 6pm but he will probably come a bit earlier. You sure you don't want to ask Liam to come too? I miss that boy!" Mom pouted when I shook my head in response.

"He can come over next week, no problem. I'm actually going to their band practice today. Harry is joining them and I promised to go and support him." I blurted out and sounded a little too excited.

"Harry! Of course, gorgeous Harry. Is he a singer too?" Mom smiled and over-reacted like usual. But I still loved her.

"Calm down! Gorgeous Harry... Please don't ever say that aloud to anyone. And yes, he sings supposedly. He's going to pick me up in a few hours."

"Sounds exciting. He definitely has the looks for the job. Anyway... Where on earth is Naomi by the way? Is everything okay with you two? You haven't talked about her for days." Mom suddenly asked. I usually appreciated the fact that she cared about the people I spent my time with but this was something I wished she hadn't asked.

"Um... She's alright. Just some boy-issues, you know. She's been spending some time with her old friends, like Michelle. But we're good, nothing wrong!" I responded and hoped mom didn't see any hesitation in my behavior and answer.

"Ah well, that explains it then. She will get over it. Just give her time. And tell her hi when you see her. Alright, I'm going to respond to some e-mails and then cook. Do you have any suggestions?" Luckily, she bought my explanation about Naomi and didn't ask anything more.

"Let's see... What about mashed potatoes and meatballs? I could do either one." I suggested and we agreed I would help with the meatballs.

I went back to my room and picked out some clothes for tonight. I tried to silence my mind from thinking about Naomi. Magically, I had been able to forget about her and Harry and the whole situation last night. And up until now, I hadn't thought about the whole thing at all. I had so much fun with Harry and there was no denying that we liked each other very, very much. But Naomi was back hunting me and I cursed quietly because I knew it meant more stress for me. And for Harry too.

I wrote to my journal for a bit. When I was younger, I had written a journal entry almost every day. As I got older, other things kind of came in the way. But it was still the best way for me to handle my thoughts and express myself. And whenever I felt like shit about something, I usually wrote about it. I knew me and Harry would eventually have to talk about us, Naomi and how we would handle our relationship. And it was probably going to have to be quite soon. I didn't want to go crazy about it. Come to think of it, I felt worse about the fact that I didn't feel like I was doing that much wrong. That me and Harry hooking up or even possibly dating wasn't that big of a deal towards Naomi. Were we falling apart with her?

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Harry picked me up on time and I forgot about all of my previous worries about Naomi right after I saw his smiling face. It was a warm evening so Harry was wearing a retro Rolling Stones t-shirt with black ripped jeans. I had a hard time believing he looked hotter and hotter every time I saw him. I kind of felt silly how weak I went when I was with him, it was like I could just barely contain my excitement about him. I just wanted to hop on his lap and kiss him fiercely.

"Is that a new dress?" Harry asked about my black and white striped casual dress I had decided to wear with white converse. I shook my head smiling. "No? It fits you well babe." Someone get us a private room right now, I thought in my head.

We arrived to the garage, where the boys always practiced and greeted Niall in the parking lot as he had just arrived as well. We went inside and Louis, Zayn and Liam were already there. What I loved about hanging with them was that they never suspected anything weird about us girls and what we did. No one seemed to be surprised about the fact that I was there and that I had came there with Harry. It definitely made me being there way easier.

The lads talked together for a bit and went through some basic things regarding their rehearsals and what they would do. Harry seemed to catch on easily and musicality was definitely in his bones. I didn't listen too much about what exactly they were talking about and how Harry sounded when he was humming some song with the lads. Finally, I let go of my iPad once the boys were ready to really start and they were testing the microphones. I could feel myself getting a bit nervous about what was going to happen and how Harry would sound.

Niall started playing a familiar tune with his guitar and I realized it was an older song called 'One Thing'. I loved that song because to me, it sounded even better acoustic. Liam started singing the song as good as ever and I smiled encouragingly to Harry, who was looking at me. As Liam finished, Harry started his part. Oh dear god... He got to sing my favorite part of the song. The kryptonite-thing always got me. And wow, he sounded really good. His voice definitely fit in with the rest of the boys in the chorus. I noticed he was still a bit unsure about himself and he looked very concentrated. But I was definitely impressed.

Half an hour later, they changed to a different song. I hadn't heard that one before and Louis explained it was only their third time playing it together, saying it was always missing something. The song was called 'Gotta Be You'. Again, Liam started and sounded beautiful. Harry followed quickly after and belted higher and longer notes, giving me shivers. It worked on the rest of the boys as well as they all turned to look at Harry and nodded approvingly. He sounded so innocent and pure, simply beautiful. I could feel myself staring in disbelief and quickly closed my mouth so I wouldn't look all crazy. After Liam and Zayn, Harry started to sing the chorus again. He was really, really good. And he was loosening his posture as well, having more fun.

Towards the end of the song, he was really into it, closing his eyes while giving the highest notes and looking very sexy and professional. And so confident. The boys didn't even have the patience to wait until the very end of the song as they all pulled Harry in for a massive group hug and jumped around him.

"What the hell man? Those high notes, amazing! You're amazing!" Zayn shouted excitedly and the others loudly agreed with him. They were bouncing around for a little while longer until they decided to have a small break before continuing the rehearsals.

Harry came to sit next to me on the sofa and offered me a water bottle, which he had gotten from the fridge. I took the bottle and felt the same electricity as last night as our hands touched each other. Harry took a sip from his bottle before turning to look at me again.

"I just can't believe what I heard. I'm really impressed, you are very talented Harry. And I'm not kidding one bit. I'm blown away." I told him and felt very proud of him.

"Really? Ah... So nice to hear. I was a bit nervous in the beginning because I haven't really been singing that much lately. But after a while, I felt more comfortable. It definitely was a lot of fun. And the lads have pretty great songs anyways, this is going to be great." Harry responded and sounded relaxed and happy. He almost leaned in towards me to give me a kiss and my face went all white, my eyes turning big and worried. "Shit, I'm so sorry! No one saw, right?" Harry asked and sounded a bit worried after realizing what he almost did.

"Oh god... No, no one saw. Phew... That was close." I said and tried to smile and get over of my shock.

"It was just a natural reaction in me... I just wanted to give you a kiss. I wish I could kiss you right now. Just so you know." He said more playfully and I had to laugh out loud at his comment and cuteness.

"I wish you could do that too... Right now." I really did.

We left an hour later and told the boys we would just go home and not do anything more tonight. Naturally, I secretly hoped I could still spend a little bit more time with Harry before really going home but maybe he had something planned already.

"Can we do something together? Just you and me?" Harry suddenly asked as we were driving.

"Um... Sure. But didn't you have to go home?" I asked and acted dumb on purpose. I just wanted to hear him say it.

"Haha... I said it because you said it. But I hoped the whole time that you were just bluffing and wanted to possibly be with me. I want to be with you Gracie." He said everything I had wanted to hear.

"You read my mind then. I'm all yours." I said and surprised myself by squeezing his thigh. He was surprised too as his eyebrows shot up and a huge grin appeared on his face. And then he bit his lip, while chuckling a little.

"So, um... should we go and see a movie?" Harry cleared his throat and asked. My hand was still in his thigh. I could see he was holding the steering wheel tighter.

"Maybe, maybe... What about entertaining each other?" I asked and moved my hand up closer to his crotch.

"I'm so glad you said that." Harry responded and placed his hand over mine, grabbing it tightly.

Notes

Sorry this update took a while! Next chapter definitely coming faster! :)

Hope everyone's had a great Mother's Day! Xoxox.