Bad Days; Good Days

Harry's shirt was on the floor and mine was too, along with all our other clothes. We woke up around the same time staring at eachother. No words from both of us. We smiled while i was touching his body and tattoes that i wish he never got. Maybe one day he will regret it. My hands slid up from his body to his cheek then his hair. "i love your hair in the morning.." i started off the conversation. "and i love your smile everyday" Harry replied. Yeah sometimes he was corney but he knew i loved it. Then we finally moved and i kept staring at Harry's ass. "I love your ass..hehehe" we always played around like that. We both got into the bathroom and took a shower. We were gonna take one together but then we thought that wasn't such a good idea because then we wouldn't have gotten anything done. So i took a shower first while he was brushing his teeth and using the bathroom. Then we alternated. "Babe what are you doing today!" i shouted from the kitchen. I was making breakfast for us. "Im going off to the recording studio with the lads, were making a new record." Harry answered in his deep british morning accent. "By the way, last night was amazing.." "Yes you definetly made it up to me," i answered.

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