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New Life, New Love

Nightly Cuddles

I cry harder into Harry's chest. The last time I cried like this in front of someone was Melody, but I never bothered to tell her much. I told her the big picture, but not the little details.

His hand rubbed circles into my back in an attempt to calm me down, and it worked. My sobs turned into slow tears.

I pulled back from him, he didn't do anything. He just stared intently.

"Why are you here?" I say again, but this time not as harsh.

"I heard you screaming, I thought you were getting hurt." His eyes never left my face, intimidating me even more. I had to pull my eyes away from him.

"Why didn't you just call...like...like last time?"

"I knew you were home alone." He admitted.

"What? How?" How the heck did he know I was alone?

"Liam." I could feel his eyes staring at me still.

"Liam? How'd he know?"

"Bella, it doesn't matter." He gave me a small smile, before scooting closer to me. I could smell hints of his cologne. The scent was actually calming. But seriously how did Liam know? Oh wait, he's dating Melody. And during the short-lived conversation I had with her earlier, I said that I was on my own tonight. Weird that he would tell Harry that though...

"Were you having another nightmare?" His question came out slowly, as if he was waiting for me to explode on him.

"....Yeah, yeah I was...." I looked back at him. I could feel my face flush.

"What are they about?" Should I tell him? What would be so bad if I did? I've never told anyone what they are about, it might be good to do so. But Harry is known for being a jerk despite is random acts of kindness. How would he treat me with this information when he wasn't in the mood to be sweet?

"I don't..."

"Have you talked to anyone about them?" He pushed me further.
I shook my head no.

"They're, they're about my past, my fears, my present all mixed into one horrible mess." The words came out before I could think.

"Oh..."

"Yeah..."

"What happens in them?" He bit down on his lip.

I shook my head no again, signaling that I wasn't going to be talking about this with him any further. He already knew too much.

"If I ask you something, will you promise not to blow up on me?" The words fell from his lips so perfectly, I didn't quite register what he was saying as I nodded my head yes.

"Do your dreams have to do with what I found in the box?" The second he asked, I could feel my muscles tense up. I curled my fist and snapped my gaze away from him.
I quickly remembered that he is a thief. He stole my most personal item, digging into my deepest darkest secrets, and then lied about it. There's no way that I was going to continue this conversation with him.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I didn't mean to make you angry again." He wrapped his arms around me again. I didn't have the energy to push him off, so I squirmed around a bit, letting him know I didn't exactly approve his actions.

He pulled away and looked at me. "You need to get some sleep. Get back under the covers, and I'll go get you a glass of water."
My heart began to swell at his sweetness. What the heck? I should be angry at him, its just a stupid glass of water....but still..... The more I thought about him, the less angry I got.
I nodded and shuffled underneath the warmth of my blankets. A few moments passed by and Harry was back in my room. I guzzled down the cool glass of water and thanked him.

He started to turn to my door. I began to get scared. I can't go to sleep, but I'm so tired that I know I will have to eventually, but the nightmares will come back, and I'm gonna be alone. If no one is here to wake me up, I'll be bound to living in my horrid cycle of nightmares until the morning when my body is ready to wake up. I need Harry here but I couldn't let him know that.
What if he got the wrong idea?
He abruptly stopped before opening my door.
"Are you going to be okay by yourself?" He looked at me as he awkwardly scratched his arm.

"I don't know." I answered a little honestly. I knew I wasn't going to be okay by myself.

"I could, I could stay if you would like?" He slowly walked over to my bed.

"Don't get any ideas, but please stay." I looked away, embarrassed at my words. I could feel him smirking.
"I'll try not to." Then I felt the side of my bed dip.

OH my god. Oh my god. Harry is sleeping in my bed with me. I could feel myself shaking. Holy crap what if the bed is shaking now? What if Harry can tell that I'm shaking? He's gonna think I'm so ridiculous.

"Goodnight, Bella."

"Goodnight, Harry."

My bed was a little bigger than most twin beds so Harry and I had half a foot of space between us. I found myself wanting to cuddle up next to him, I wanted to feel his warmth and inhale his intoxicating sent until I went to sleep. It was only eleven thirty, what if he left early?

I had an idea. I don't even know why I was doing this, but I couldn't help it. I knew Harry was still awake, his breathing wasn't that sleeping breathing. You know that deep, steady paced breathing?

"Bella?" He whispered. "Are you asleep?"

I didn't answer, pretending I already drifted off. I prepared for him to leave but he didn't. He stayed.

That's when I did it. I don't know what I was thinking, but I couldn't resist. And since he thought I was asleep he wouldn't take it as an advance on my part.

I turned over on my side to face him, pushing my body closer to him, still acting as if I was asleep. My legs were now touching his, and I casually placed my arm over his waist since he was laying on his back. I could feel him stiffen.

Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. What if he knows I'm not asleep? I'm toast, oh my gosh this is so humiliating.

Then what he did next shocked me, causing me to fight back the smile that was bound to appear on my flushed face.


Harry's POV

Here I am in Bella's room, sleeping in her bed with her. I can feel myself grinning as I stare at the ceiling.
Why the hell am I smiling this pussy-ass grin?
I try to frown, but it doesn't work. I wonder if she's asleep...

"Bella? Are you asleep?" I whispered in case she was.

No answer. Okay, so should I go? I don't want to but this is really...strange. I'm surprised she agreed to me staying the night.

That nightmare must have been pretty bad.

I hear the bed shuffle. Maybe she is awake? She turns on her side and I study her face. No, she looks asleep, I think.
I'm very aware of how close her body is to mine, but I continue to study her face.
Her eyebrows are pulled tightly together and her lips are turned upside down. Even in her sleep she looks deep in thought.
I tense when I feel her arm drape around my waist. I hate it when girls touch me while I'm trying to sleep, but I actually don't mind that much.

Actually, I don't mind it at all. In fact.....

I turn on my side and put my hand on her waist as well. I gently and slowly pull her towards me, allowing her forehead to nuzzle into my chest.
Oddly, I feel comforted, even though I don't need to feel comforted.
And, I don't feel as empty. There is still a hint of guilt in me from what I had been doing before I came here, but right now I'm much more relaxed and before I know it, I'm falling back asleep.


Notes

Aaww look at them...s'cute. :) I know it's a short update, but it's all I have time for right now. I'll be back on later though :)
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Comments

@AnonUserForever
Crap lol, I checked wattpad a while ago but I haven't recently. Thank you very much:)

@JennStyles

you have to find the story on wattpad for the updates...im actually already on the second book lol

When are you going to update:(

love it!!!!!!!!!! update soon:)

This story is good love it !!!! :D