Summer Break
Her.
-Harry’s POV-
I woke up again to my beautiful girlfriend in my bed. She was lying on her back, I gazed at her while she slept, looking so peaceful. It’s like all her thoughts escape her when she is sleeping, all her worries, and troubles. I loved seeing her like this, it wasn’t just now. When I was successful at making her laugh she was like this too. That’s why I like when she laughs so much, I just get to see her, and how she should be all the time. But I understand, I understand why she feels the need to be so worried, to think everything through. I just want her to know she doesn’t have to anymore, especially not with me. Every day she is slowly getting more comfortable when she’s with me; this is the first time she’s come to my room because she couldn’t sleep. The first time she’s slept in this bed with me. It was surprising because she can be so insecure, unconfident at times, and so modest. She doesn’t know how completely incredible and beautiful she is.
I played with the loose strands of hair on the opposite side of her face, thinking about how great it was just to wake up like this. I know I’ve said it before, but no one has ever made me feel like this. I placed a kiss on her forehead and looked at her again. She licked her lips and turned her head toward me. Her lashes fluttered open a bit, and then closed again as a small smile formed across her flawless face. I moved down and kissed her on the neck again and again making it up towards her jaw. She let out a soft giggle. The sound sent warmth through my body.
“Annabelle,” I whispered underneath her ear, kissing there too. “Wakey, wakey.” I mocked.
I moved back, and she opened her eyes fully for the first time, her eyes still red on the outside. “Why are you awake?” she smiled.
“I couldn’t sleep with a beautiful girl sleeping next to me.” I put my hand gently on her cheek, and she put hers on my hand.
She grinned, making me wish that we could just stay here, like this. I kissed her on the lips once and she kissed me back. Just a soft kiss, the ones I knew she liked during moments like these. She was so simple, and easily happy.
She moaned softly, “Alright, I’m up.”
She turned her body towards me, eyes wide opened now. I ran my thumb over the red under her eyes; I didn’t want to ask her about them. They felt rough, I had a feeling she’d been crying, but I didn’t want to talk about that. She never looked away from me, but she took my hand and put it behind her back. I pulled her closer to me, so our noses were touching. She grabbed my neck and moved as close to me as possible while she kissed me.
When she stopped and opened her eyes I spoke, “Alright that settles it. We’re not getting out of bed. We’re staying here all day.” I cuddled her.
Annabelle laughed, “Harry, aren’t the boys coming in later today?”
I looked over at the clock that said 10:30. “Shit.” was all I had to say.
“What time do they get in?” she asked playing with my hair.
“2:00. Will you come with me?” I caught a glimpse of worry in her eyes for a split second.
“Are you sure?” she seemed quitter than before.
“Yes, they’ll love you. And that way they don’t get the full dose of crazy at once.” I joked.
“We are not that bad.”
I looked at her, “If I remember this right, Ashley came and jumped up and down on your bed and yelled ‘We get turnt up!’ when we first started dating.”
“Alright, we’re a little crazy.” She admitted.
“So you’ll come?”
She thought for a moment then closed her eyes sighing. “Yea, I guess so!” she smiled.
I kissed her again, before she said, “Alright, I have to go get ready.” She rolled away before I grabbed her arm.
“No.” I whined.
“You asked me to go with you.” She shrugged. “I have to be presentable.”
I kissed her cheek, “You’re always presentable.”
She blushed, “Alright Harry. I really need to get ready.”
“Fine.” I said letting her move to the edge of the bed, watching her slide her socks on that, I’m guessing, she took off when I was sleeping.
She turned back around kissed me again. “Come over when you’re done?” she asked.
I nodded and held her hand then sat up behind her. I kissed the middle of her neck in the back and she shivered. She was very sensitive there.
“Alright, I’m going.” She stood, and I tugged on her hand. She came over and kissed me two times. “Dammit.” She snapped. “Hurry, I’ll see you soon.”
I let go of her hand, “See you, love.” I” watched her walk out of my room, and then listened for the door to close.
Ah, there was just something about her.
I woke up again to my beautiful girlfriend in my bed. She was lying on her back, I gazed at her while she slept, looking so peaceful. It’s like all her thoughts escape her when she is sleeping, all her worries, and troubles. I loved seeing her like this, it wasn’t just now. When I was successful at making her laugh she was like this too. That’s why I like when she laughs so much, I just get to see her, and how she should be all the time. But I understand, I understand why she feels the need to be so worried, to think everything through. I just want her to know she doesn’t have to anymore, especially not with me. Every day she is slowly getting more comfortable when she’s with me; this is the first time she’s come to my room because she couldn’t sleep. The first time she’s slept in this bed with me. It was surprising because she can be so insecure, unconfident at times, and so modest. She doesn’t know how completely incredible and beautiful she is.
I played with the loose strands of hair on the opposite side of her face, thinking about how great it was just to wake up like this. I know I’ve said it before, but no one has ever made me feel like this. I placed a kiss on her forehead and looked at her again. She licked her lips and turned her head toward me. Her lashes fluttered open a bit, and then closed again as a small smile formed across her flawless face. I moved down and kissed her on the neck again and again making it up towards her jaw. She let out a soft giggle. The sound sent warmth through my body.
“Annabelle,” I whispered underneath her ear, kissing there too. “Wakey, wakey.” I mocked.
I moved back, and she opened her eyes fully for the first time, her eyes still red on the outside. “Why are you awake?” she smiled.
“I couldn’t sleep with a beautiful girl sleeping next to me.” I put my hand gently on her cheek, and she put hers on my hand.
She grinned, making me wish that we could just stay here, like this. I kissed her on the lips once and she kissed me back. Just a soft kiss, the ones I knew she liked during moments like these. She was so simple, and easily happy.
She moaned softly, “Alright, I’m up.”
She turned her body towards me, eyes wide opened now. I ran my thumb over the red under her eyes; I didn’t want to ask her about them. They felt rough, I had a feeling she’d been crying, but I didn’t want to talk about that. She never looked away from me, but she took my hand and put it behind her back. I pulled her closer to me, so our noses were touching. She grabbed my neck and moved as close to me as possible while she kissed me.
When she stopped and opened her eyes I spoke, “Alright that settles it. We’re not getting out of bed. We’re staying here all day.” I cuddled her.
Annabelle laughed, “Harry, aren’t the boys coming in later today?”
I looked over at the clock that said 10:30. “Shit.” was all I had to say.
“What time do they get in?” she asked playing with my hair.
“2:00. Will you come with me?” I caught a glimpse of worry in her eyes for a split second.
“Are you sure?” she seemed quitter than before.
“Yes, they’ll love you. And that way they don’t get the full dose of crazy at once.” I joked.
“We are not that bad.”
I looked at her, “If I remember this right, Ashley came and jumped up and down on your bed and yelled ‘We get turnt up!’ when we first started dating.”
“Alright, we’re a little crazy.” She admitted.
“So you’ll come?”
She thought for a moment then closed her eyes sighing. “Yea, I guess so!” she smiled.
I kissed her again, before she said, “Alright, I have to go get ready.” She rolled away before I grabbed her arm.
“No.” I whined.
“You asked me to go with you.” She shrugged. “I have to be presentable.”
I kissed her cheek, “You’re always presentable.”
She blushed, “Alright Harry. I really need to get ready.”
“Fine.” I said letting her move to the edge of the bed, watching her slide her socks on that, I’m guessing, she took off when I was sleeping.
She turned back around kissed me again. “Come over when you’re done?” she asked.
I nodded and held her hand then sat up behind her. I kissed the middle of her neck in the back and she shivered. She was very sensitive there.
“Alright, I’m going.” She stood, and I tugged on her hand. She came over and kissed me two times. “Dammit.” She snapped. “Hurry, I’ll see you soon.”
I let go of her hand, “See you, love.” I” watched her walk out of my room, and then listened for the door to close.
Ah, there was just something about her.
Notes
Hii!!!Omg guys, my rating is up to 9.9? Thank you soooo much. I'm crying! So i figured since the last chapter was about him, it would be fun if this one was about her. And i don't really know the thought process for this, but i wrote it! I'm currently about to finish the next chapter, then imma study, then I'm gonna do chapter 28? I think that's correct! And Chapter 28 should be good! Like, real good! Hopefully you'll like it as much as I do... Even though I have not written it yet; I thought about it! Alright so thank you so much for reading, commenting, subscribing! It just gets me where it counts. (the heart) Hope you enjoyed, have a nice day!!!
.xx R
@All-is-on
Oh, thanks lovely.
3/23/15