Crazy

The last few weeks seemed to fly by. Now, it was about three weeks away from Christmas, the beginning of December. I roll onto my side and let out a sigh from my lips. I feel a pair of arms tighten around my waist and pull me closer. “Morning love,” I hear Harry whisper in my ear, his voice thick with sleep. I can’t help but smile at the sound of his deep sexy morning voice.

“Morning,” I mumble and bury my face deeper into the pillow. I let my eyes close and relax as I begin to fall back to sleep. After a few minutes, I turn over so I could cuddle into him more. As I do so, he tightens his arms around my waist and pulls me close.

“Sleep good?” he asks. I nod my head and rest it against his shoulder. We lie there for the next few minutes before I speak up again.

“What time is it?” I ask as I look at him and sit up a bit, letting out a small groan from my lips. He smiles and sits up a bit. “Uh, eight,” he mumbles as he fiddles with his phone and places it on the table beside the bed. I am soon caught off guard when he grabs me by the waist and hovers over me, a tired but cute smile on his face.

“Is it really? Fuck, I’m going to be late, my history class starts in thirty minutes,” I mutter in a rushed tone as I rise up from the bed and stand up so I could get myself ready. After I get up and start over to the dresser which now held most of my things, I hear Harry chuckling behind me.

“Babe,” he laughs. I turn to look at him, my eyebrows slightly raised in question. “You do know it’s Saturday, right?” he asks as he leans back on the pillow and looks at me, hair a mess.

“Seriously?” I groan and curse under my breath. I make my way back over to the bed and sit down. Harry pulls me down so I was beside him. I let out a comfortable sigh from my lips as I try to relax on his bed, my eyes slowly slipping shut.

“Morning beautiful,” he says and leans down and presses a kiss to my cheek and trails his lips to meet mine in a kiss. I smile and slowly begin to kiss him back, my eyes fluttering a bit at the touch. We part from the kiss and I lie my head down so it was resting on his shoulder, his arm tightening around my waist.

“So, what do you want to do today?” I ask as we lie there in each other’s arms. It was a nice comfortable silence and it felt nice, for once. I haven’t felt this happy in a long time.

“I’d like to do nothing and lie here with you all day,” he mumbles and pulls me close so I was lying against his chest. His arm was resting on the small of my back and he was slowly running his fingers up under my shirt and ghosting them across my lower back. My eyes flutter shut at his touch and a soft groan leaves my mouth. I am soon being flipped over so I was laying on my back, with Harry hovering over me, a small smile on his face.

“I’d like that too but I want to go out and do something,” I mumble as I look up at him. Some of his hair falls down over his eyes. Just as he brings up one of his hands, I bring my hand up and push it back. A smile is visible on his face as he stares down at me and slowly leans down, eyes focused on my lips.

“It’s cold out, Sid,” he mutters, his breath semi-warm against my lips before closing the gap between us. “Don’t want to…” he pecks my lips. “Get cold now…” he kisses me softly again. “Do we?” I laugh into the kiss and shake my head as he pulls away.

“You’re right, but I still want to do something,” I tell him as I sit up a bit and rest my head against the headboard. Harry leans his head on my shoulder and I smile as my eyes slip shut. It’s silent for the next few minutes, a nice yet comfortable silence.

“’m hungry,” I mumble as I lean against his shoulder and glance up at him.

“I’ll go make something, you go back to sleep, Sid,” he tells me and moves his arm from around me and presses a kiss to my forehead. “Be back in few,” he smiles, a tired yet cute smile. I nod and give him a small smile as I fully lie down on my back and rest my head on the pillow beneath my head. I hear the semi-loud click of the door shutting as I pull up the comforter to my chin and get lost in the warmth of his bed and shut my eyes.

Just as I am about to fall back into dream world, I hear some annoying jingle going off. What was that? It takes me a moment to realise that it was my phone. My text tone was Rue’s whistle from The Hunger Games. It was one of my all time favorite movies. I wonder who it was from. I push the comforter off my body and stumble a bit as I stand up on my feet.

I go over to the dresser where my phone was, where I left it last night, so it could charge. I unplug the charger and pick up my iPhone so I could see who the message was from. I go back to the bed, phone in my grip, and lie down so I could read it. When I press the home button, I am greeted by my background which was a picture of me, Kendall, and Harry from when we went out clubbing a few weekends ago. We were having such a good time I barely even remember taking it. I smile at the memory; it was a fun night, for the most part.

There was a message from Kendall. She was asking if I had any plans for the day. Harry and I haven’t really planned anything so I couldn’t really say if we did. I don’t respond right away, which gives me a chance to think of what we could do, something that Harry wouldn’t mind doing. Does he like ice skating, perhaps? Who am I kidding, what guy likes ice skating, well, unless you’re into that sort of thing? I begin to reply back to her after a minute or two.

As I begin to reply to her text, the door opens and a wonderful scent fills my nostrils. Harry enters the room, a plate full of different kinds of foods atop some sort of metal tray. Whatever it was smelled incredible, I was starving. My stomach grumbled, man was I hungry. “Breakfast for my dear maiden,” he says in a funny tone, a smile on his face as he continues on into the room.

“My God, Harry, you didn’t have to do this,” I tell him as I sit up and set my phone down in my lap.

“Nonsense,” he mutters as he approaches me, tray in his grip. He leans over and captures my lips in a soft kiss. “Wanted to treat my girl to a lovely breakfast,” he says as he pulls away to stare at me, a small smile on his lips. I smile and peck his lips once more. “Thank you,” I tell him as he hands me the tray and sets it on my lap.

A smile overtakes my face as I look at the food before me. It smelled heavenly; the plate was full of hot waffles with melted butter and the sticky mess of syrup along with some toast and fruit. I felt really special, plus it made me happy. No guy, not even Chris, ever did anything like this for me, and I didn’t even ask for it. How lucky was I, to have such an amazing boyfriend, like Harry, who I’ve only been with just a few weeks?

“This is incredible, perfect way to start my morning; I don’t know how else I can thank you for this, Harry,” I tell him as he takes a seat on the bed in front of me. A chuckle passes through his lips and he shakes his head.

“Hush up and eat what your boyfriend just made you, would you?” he responds with a laugh as he moves over so he was lying beside me. I don’t respond; I just begin to eat the food, starting with the waffles. The smell was amazing but it tasted even better.

As I continue to eat my breakfast in bed, Harry stays by my side and goes on about random things. That’s when I think of Kendall’s text. I didn’t have time to respond, thanks to Harry, who so kindly interrupted me from doing so.

“How do you feel about ice skating?” I ask as I finish off the waffles and take a bite of toast. The fruit was delicious, which I devoured right off, along with the waffles. He looks up and raises his head to look up at me, eyebrows raised in curiosity.

“Are you asking if I want to go skate somewhere, on ice?” he asks, eyebrows furrowed together. I stay silent as I begin to think of how to respond. As I hold the tray in place, with my left hand, I feel Harry take my hand and lace our fingers together.

“Yeah, I haven’t been in a while and I thought it would be fun, might ask Kendall and her boyfriend if they want to tag along, maybe go to lunch or something, first,” I tell him and squeeze his hand lightly.

“If you want to, I guess, I’m in, I’ll go wherever you go,” he says with a smile and begins to lean in, grabbing the tray and moving it to the side.

“Oka–” I begin to mutter before I am cut off by Harry’s lips against my own. I let out a soft groan as he moves his hands to my cheeks and cups my face in his hands as I kiss him back. He deepens it and pulls me closer to him, so we were both lying down again. I pull away so we could both catch our breath and smile at him and shake my head a bit, a smirk on my lips.

“Again, that was rude, you don’t interrupt people,” I tell him with a hint of a laughter in my tone, with an equal amount of seriousness in my voice. It always annoyed me when people interrupt me, but this was different, I liked this kind of annoyance.

“Can’t help it, Sid, you’re irresistible and I just want to kiss you all over,” he replies as I feel him run his fingertips up my bare arm and rest his hand on my shoulder. I smirk at him as he snaps one of the straps of my tank top against my skin. Things get a bit heated but not too much, as we make out.

“You’re beautiful, Sid,” he whispers as he stares down at me, a small smile on his face. I can’t help but feel myself blush at his compliment. It made me smile plus it made me feel special, real special, especially coming from him.

“Why thank you,” I laugh as he kisses my cheek, forehead, and then nose in a sweet way. He laughs in return and moves his hands down my body in a rushed manner before muttering a “you’re welcome”. Next thing I know, he is tickling me so much to where I’m having a strong difficulty breathing because he’s making me laugh so hard.

“A-alright,” I laugh as he continues to attack me with his hands, tickling me every place he could get his hands on. My stomach and sides were my most ticklish. “S-stop, H-Harry, I c-can’t…” I trail off as he pays no mind and continues on, a wide smile on his face as he laughs at me. He had an adorable boyish smile and the cutest laugh, which couldn’t not make me smile or laugh along.

“I c-can’t breathe, p-please, stop,” I tell him as I tried to catch my breath, coughing a bit.

“Sorry, you’re just too damn cute, plus your laugh is adorable, I wouldn’t mind hearing it more often,” he says as he moves so he was lying beside me and tightens his arms around my waist, pulling me into him so I was lying with my head resting on his shoulder.

“It’s fine,” I tell him with a smile as I pick up my phone so I could reply back to Kendall. She was still waiting on a reply, which I would have sent sooner but was a bit preoccupied with Harry, not that I minded, though.

I unlock my phone and go to my messages. Once I go into my conversation with Kendall, I begin to respond back. I ask her if she and Jake wanted to meet up with Harry and I later for lunch and then go to the ice rink after to hang out and chill, literally. I send the message after I finish typing it up and set my phone on the table close-by.

“Just waiting for Kenny–Kendall–to reply back about lunch and ice skating,” I tell him and lie back on the pillow. he nods and I turn to see him staring at me, a small smile on his face.

“Kenny? How cute,” he mumbles with a laugh.

“Shut up, I’ve always called her that,” I retort back and push him playfully.

“While I wait for her reply, why don’t we get ready?” I ask as I turn so I was on my side, resting my elbow on the bed for balance, the other hand on my hip.

“I guess so, but I’m comfortable here,” he mumbles in a child-like tone.

“Looks like you’ll be stuck here then, because I’m going,” I tell him as I begin to sit up but am only pushed down by his strong arms.

“Just one kiss then you can go, Sid,” he smiles.

“Fine,” I say and playfully roll my eyes at him as I kiss him. As our lips connect, he deepens it and moves one of his arms to my waist and begins to pull me closer. I laugh into the kiss and pull away, glaring at him, a small smile on my lips.

“That was just one kiss?” I laugh at my lame attempt at a joke as I get up and look over at the boy who lay on the bed, in a too comfortable spot. He was so lazy. “Guess I’ll leave you here and go alone,” I say and turn so I could go find some clothes to wear.

“Ugh, fine,” he groans and I hear him stand up and go over to his chest of drawers. It was going to take me a while to decide what to wear, something warm, because it was chilly out there, being December, of all months. It was going to be a fun day and I couldn’t wait.

Notes

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