“Annabelle, psst, babe, wake up.” Harry’s deep voice whispered in my ear. I didn’t move hoping he would let me sleep a little more. I was wrong. “Baby.” He said, kissing my cheek, “Wake up,” he kissed my temple. “Please?” he pleaded, placing his lips on my nose. Dammit this boy. “Annabelle.” He softly spoke, kissing my lips and pulling away with his teeth holding onto my bottom lip.
When he let go I groaned, burying my head deeper into my pillow. I heard him laugh at my actions, and I figured by hiding my face he’d leave me alone, again I was wrong. His hand began to trail over my body, against any uncovered skin.
“Please, get up.” He pleaded again, and I could imagine his face right now. Good thing I’m not looking or I’d give in quicker. “Fine!” he said. YES! I win. I smiled into my pillow satisfied, until I felt his moist lips behind my ear. Oh shit.
His hand swiftly moved my long hair to the opposite side of my body while his lips slowly trailed to the middle of my neck. That’s when I lost it, and he knew I would too. I felt the chills all over my body, and I am certain he did too when I felt his smile against me skin.
I turned towards him and pushed him off of me. “Dammit Harry,” was all I said before rolling off the bed and walking towards the bathroom. I walked in and closed the door, not shutting it all the way and turned the water on to brush my teeth.
I was expecting him to come in… but I was expecting a lot of things this morning that didn’t turn out how I thought it would. So I continued on brushing my teeth, then quickly my hair before leaving the bathroom. I walk out to see a cheeky Harry sitting on the bed staring up at me.
“Good Morning.” He smirked.
I rolled my eyes at him and walked over to the bed to sit next to him. “You better have a damn good reason for waking me up.” I replied pulling my knees up to rest my chin on.
“Of course I do!” He exclaimed putting his hand to his chest. “You know, I’m a bit hurt you would think I didn’t.”
I couldn’t help but smile at him, and as I did so, another smile grew on his flawless face. He moved his upper body over to peck me on the cheek. “I went out and got us breakfast earlier, love.”
“Really?” I asked now paying closer attention. He was fully clothed, and his hair still looked damp from the shower I am guessing he already took. Wow, I’m just sat here in his shirt and a pair of shorts that I left here since neither of us felt like going next door to my room last night.
“Really. It’s out on the balcony. Come on.” He urged standing with my hand in his, pulling me up with him.
When we stepped outside the door I saw two muffins, some fruit, and two steaming cups of hot coffee. I smiled slightly then looked at the huge smile spread across Harry’s face. His dimples were prominent. He continued to walk and sat down on the chair next to the table where our food was, and then pulled me onto his lap.
“See!” he smiled wider. God, he’s so beautiful. “I figured you were tired of our usual breakfasts. I know it’s not extravagant but I thought it was a nice gesture.” He shrugged and I just continued to stare at him smiling like a fool. “What?”
“Nothing,” I shook my head reaching down to grab a strawberry from the bowl of fruit. I brought it my lips, but before I bit it I stopped and leaned down to give him a quick kiss. “Thank you, Harry.”
“It’s absolutely my pleasure.” He hummed, reaching over and grabbing a muffin.
“Harry, I swear if you get crumbs in my lap from picking at your food, I will not be very happy!” I spoke sternly.
“Yes ma’am.” He chuckled. “So,” he said taking a bit. “What did you want to do today?”
“Well, I’m really in the mood to go light a candle, sit in the bathtub for a couple hours, and use one of the bath melts I brought with me from Lush.” I answer matter-of-factly grabbing the cup of coffee that is the lightest color, assuming it’s mine, and taking a sip.
“Oh, yes. I quite like that idea. Are you sure the bathtub is big enough for the both of us?” he raises an eyebrow.
I laughed really loud at his comment. “Harry!” I yelled patting his chest. “What did you have in mind?” I asked knowing he had one.
“I was thinking we could just enjoy each other’s company. Lie in bed and watch movies all day, cuddling.”
I don’t know why, but I felt myself blush at his words. “That sounds perfect.” I half whispered. “But we are NOT watching Love Actually this time. I don’t know if I can sit through that horrendous movie again.”
“What? That is a quality film!” he defended.
“Maybe in the UK… actually maybe to anyone, but it is definitely not my cup of tea.”
“Well than, it’s a good thing I already picked all the movies out then, and that wasn’t one of them.”
“You already picked them out? What did you get?”
“Well, I got some of your favorites. I got The Notebook, The Last Song, Save the Last Dance, Sister Act 2, and Pretty Woman.” He told me, finished up his muffin.
“Harry! Those are all girly movies and you’re gonna watch them all? And how’d you know all those were my favorites? We’ve never talked about that.”
“I might have looked through some of your tweets.” I blushed at his words, if he saw those tweets he must have seen… “And I also saw some of your tweets about me before we met. I was flattered really, reading about how gorgeous of a human being I was.” He laughed.
“Alright, Harry.” I shook my head.
“Oh, and you’re Instagram! ‘@HarryStyles is always my #mancrushmonday.’” He mocked.
“Ok Harry!” I said trying to silence him.
“Baby, don’t be embarrassed.” He whispered moving my face towards his. “You’re my women crush every Wednesday.” He said softly and winking at me, trying to hold back his laugh.
“You are so full of it!” I laughed.

Notes

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Alright, hope y'all didn't mind this little filler, I've just felt motivation to write lately, no big deal. Love y'all! Thanks for reading!
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