Little Things
The Morning After Prom
We all get back to me and Harry’s place and we are all a little tired and a little tipsy.
“Alright I want a head count. Who is staying over and who is attempting to go home?” Harry said curled up next to me.
“We definitely are!” Alex said for her and Louis.
“We’re not we’re heading home.” Niall said
“Us too. We want to get home.” They all got up and we said our goodbyes soon it was just me and Harry and Alex and Lou.
“Well I don’t know about you guys but us girls are dying to get out of out of these dresses.” Alex said helping me up.
“Oi isn’t that our jobs” Lou said with a cocky smile. That smile fell instantly when she turned and gave him a death glare. “Hahaha funny sweetie.” And she turned and we walked into me and Harry’s room.
“Here can you unzip me?” I said taking one last glance at myself in the mirror. “I felt like I was a princess tonight.” I slid my dress down and turned to unzip Alex.
“You were.” She smiled. I looked at her and said “And you were too.” We both threw on yoga pants and tank tops and were almost done taking off all our make up when harry knocked on the door.
“May I come in?” he asked graciously like it wasn’t his bedroom.
“Sure I’m going to go to bed. Goodnight guys.”
“Night.” We both said. Alex made a gesture and pointed to the desk and Harry nodded back. She left the room and I looked at him and said “What are you guys up too?”
“Nothing.” He said with a smirk then laughed a little. “Except this.” He went over to the desk and picked up this binder notebook thing. He smiled again and handed it to me. I looked down and asked “What’s this?”
“Just open it.” He sat down on the bed beside me and waited. I opened the cover and saw the note I gave him back in sophomore year. I flip the page and there were all the notes I had given him ever. Every [or almost] day at school when I was bored in class [usually math class] I would doodle up a cute little note and put it in his [our] locker. Some of them were really long and cute some just stupid doodles. And every single little note I shoved in his locker after my boring math classes was here in this little booklet.
“Harry…” I said utterly speechless.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it! I didn’t even know you kept all these.” I smiled and kept going through them. “But these were for you I can’t take them back.”
“Well, love, now that we live together its ours.” We both smiled and I continued to look through them. After going through it at least three times finally put it down with the biggest smile on my face. I got up and shut out the light off and climbed into bed with Harry. He pulled me into him and we drifted off into sleep.
I woke up snuggled up in Harry’s arms. I reluctantly opened my eyes to see him looking at me. “Why are you-” I croaked out in a very hoarse voice. My hands flew to my very scratchy throat and my eyes widened. He started laughing at my reaction and said “Aww does my baby have a sore throat?” I nodded my head. “So you want me to make you some tea?” I shook my head. I’m not a tea person.
“Want me to see if I can find any popsicles in the freezer?” I nodded vigorously. “Okay you wait here.” He kissed my forehead and I snuggled back under the blankets and tried to forget about my sore throat. After realizing I wasn’t getting back to sleep I pulled out my lap top and decided to go through some old photos and some home movies. I love going through things like this. I was scrolling through some pictures of me and Ryder when he was a newborn when Harry came back in.
“Is cherry alright?” he asked holding up a Popsicle. I nodded and reached for it like a little kid would. I started eating it when Harry pulled out his phone. When I was looking he snapped a picture of me eating my Popsicle.
“Hey what are you doing?” I tried to say.
“Oh nothing.” A few seconds later my phone buzzed it was twitter. Harry had posted the picture and captioned it “Uh-oh Jazz has a sore throat : (.”
“Aww how sweet.” He said and smiled. I continued to eat when glanced at the screen. He looked at the little girl and cocked his eye brow “Is that you?” he asked
“Yup.” I croaked out again. The Popsicle felt awesome on my throat.
“And what’s this.” He clicked on the file labeled ‘Little Ole Me.’ It was all pictures of me from when I was a baby to now. So there were a lot.
“Aw you are so adorable. Wait you were a cheerleader?” I nodded again as he marveled in the pictures. He started going through the home movies. There was one of me eating snow when I was about three. I think my mom was still pregnant with Ryder.
“Jazz say hi to the camera.”
“Hi camera.” And I smiled wide. My mom laughed.
“How old are you Miss Jazz?”
“Three.” I said not looking at her I was too busy making a snow man, or at least trying to.
“You’re a big girl aren’t you Jazz.”
“Yes. Mommy why is the, why is the snow cold?”
“Because it’s frozen.”
“Oh.” I said like I had a clue.
“Do you know what frozen means Jazz?”
“Snow.” She laughed and I picked up snow and started eating it.
“Jazz what have I told you about eating snow.”
And the video ended.
“You are absolutely adorable.” He smiled down at me. “When we have a daughter I hope she is exactly like you.”
“What did you say?” I said smiling
“Did I, did I say that out loud?” he said blushing
“Yes you did. You want to have kids with me?”
“Well yes but when were older and married of course.” My smile got bigger if that was even possible.
“You want to marry me someday?”
“I don’t want to Jazz I’m going to marry you someday.” My heart skipped a beat. “I am so lucky to have you, you think I’m ever going to let you go? You mine. And I want it to stay that way for forever and ever.” He cuddled into me more.
“I love you Harry.”
“I love you too Jazz.” He kissed me and we continued scrolling through the pictures.
“Alright I want a head count. Who is staying over and who is attempting to go home?” Harry said curled up next to me.
“We definitely are!” Alex said for her and Louis.
“We’re not we’re heading home.” Niall said
“Us too. We want to get home.” They all got up and we said our goodbyes soon it was just me and Harry and Alex and Lou.
“Well I don’t know about you guys but us girls are dying to get out of out of these dresses.” Alex said helping me up.
“Oi isn’t that our jobs” Lou said with a cocky smile. That smile fell instantly when she turned and gave him a death glare. “Hahaha funny sweetie.” And she turned and we walked into me and Harry’s room.
“Here can you unzip me?” I said taking one last glance at myself in the mirror. “I felt like I was a princess tonight.” I slid my dress down and turned to unzip Alex.
“You were.” She smiled. I looked at her and said “And you were too.” We both threw on yoga pants and tank tops and were almost done taking off all our make up when harry knocked on the door.
“May I come in?” he asked graciously like it wasn’t his bedroom.
“Sure I’m going to go to bed. Goodnight guys.”
“Night.” We both said. Alex made a gesture and pointed to the desk and Harry nodded back. She left the room and I looked at him and said “What are you guys up too?”
“Nothing.” He said with a smirk then laughed a little. “Except this.” He went over to the desk and picked up this binder notebook thing. He smiled again and handed it to me. I looked down and asked “What’s this?”
“Just open it.” He sat down on the bed beside me and waited. I opened the cover and saw the note I gave him back in sophomore year. I flip the page and there were all the notes I had given him ever. Every [or almost] day at school when I was bored in class [usually math class] I would doodle up a cute little note and put it in his [our] locker. Some of them were really long and cute some just stupid doodles. And every single little note I shoved in his locker after my boring math classes was here in this little booklet.
“Harry…” I said utterly speechless.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it! I didn’t even know you kept all these.” I smiled and kept going through them. “But these were for you I can’t take them back.”
“Well, love, now that we live together its ours.” We both smiled and I continued to look through them. After going through it at least three times finally put it down with the biggest smile on my face. I got up and shut out the light off and climbed into bed with Harry. He pulled me into him and we drifted off into sleep.
I woke up snuggled up in Harry’s arms. I reluctantly opened my eyes to see him looking at me. “Why are you-” I croaked out in a very hoarse voice. My hands flew to my very scratchy throat and my eyes widened. He started laughing at my reaction and said “Aww does my baby have a sore throat?” I nodded my head. “So you want me to make you some tea?” I shook my head. I’m not a tea person.
“Want me to see if I can find any popsicles in the freezer?” I nodded vigorously. “Okay you wait here.” He kissed my forehead and I snuggled back under the blankets and tried to forget about my sore throat. After realizing I wasn’t getting back to sleep I pulled out my lap top and decided to go through some old photos and some home movies. I love going through things like this. I was scrolling through some pictures of me and Ryder when he was a newborn when Harry came back in.
“Is cherry alright?” he asked holding up a Popsicle. I nodded and reached for it like a little kid would. I started eating it when Harry pulled out his phone. When I was looking he snapped a picture of me eating my Popsicle.
“Hey what are you doing?” I tried to say.
“Oh nothing.” A few seconds later my phone buzzed it was twitter. Harry had posted the picture and captioned it “Uh-oh Jazz has a sore throat : (.”
“Aww how sweet.” He said and smiled. I continued to eat when glanced at the screen. He looked at the little girl and cocked his eye brow “Is that you?” he asked
“Yup.” I croaked out again. The Popsicle felt awesome on my throat.
“And what’s this.” He clicked on the file labeled ‘Little Ole Me.’ It was all pictures of me from when I was a baby to now. So there were a lot.
“Aw you are so adorable. Wait you were a cheerleader?” I nodded again as he marveled in the pictures. He started going through the home movies. There was one of me eating snow when I was about three. I think my mom was still pregnant with Ryder.
“Jazz say hi to the camera.”
“Hi camera.” And I smiled wide. My mom laughed.
“How old are you Miss Jazz?”
“Three.” I said not looking at her I was too busy making a snow man, or at least trying to.
“You’re a big girl aren’t you Jazz.”
“Yes. Mommy why is the, why is the snow cold?”
“Because it’s frozen.”
“Oh.” I said like I had a clue.
“Do you know what frozen means Jazz?”
“Snow.” She laughed and I picked up snow and started eating it.
“Jazz what have I told you about eating snow.”
And the video ended.
“You are absolutely adorable.” He smiled down at me. “When we have a daughter I hope she is exactly like you.”
“What did you say?” I said smiling
“Did I, did I say that out loud?” he said blushing
“Yes you did. You want to have kids with me?”
“Well yes but when were older and married of course.” My smile got bigger if that was even possible.
“You want to marry me someday?”
“I don’t want to Jazz I’m going to marry you someday.” My heart skipped a beat. “I am so lucky to have you, you think I’m ever going to let you go? You mine. And I want it to stay that way for forever and ever.” He cuddled into me more.
“I love you Harry.”
“I love you too Jazz.” He kissed me and we continued scrolling through the pictures.
7/11/13