Finding Yourself

chapter 12

When I woke up Harrys head was below mine, huddled under my chin, into my chest and his arm still around my waist. He looked perfect, even when he was sleeping. The covers were wrapped around us like a giant cloud and I was pretty sure I was in heaven.

I pulled up my hand and brushed some of Harrys hair away from his face, he groaned and huddled closer to me but he didn't wake up. I smiled to myself as his hair fell back down to where it was anyway.

I wonder what he's dreaming about? I wonder what he really thought about me asking him to stay?

Would he mind? He did ask me to stay off work. Shit I should put something on the door today saying we wont be open. I cant believe what I'm doing.

"Good morning pretty girl." Harry smiled dragging me back from my thoughts. His voice was raspy and I'm pretty sure he was the definition of perfect.

I flashed him a big smile as he stretched out his long body, letting out a moan as he was doing so. He threw back the covers and I couldn't help but gasp.

"Are you alright Melanie?" He laughed.

"You have so many!"

"What?"

"Tattoos!" I smile.

I had only ever seen the ones on his arms up until where his tshirt sleeves stopped. He had 2 swallows on his chest, a birdcage on his side and a big butterfly on his stomach. All the ones on his arms looked much more clearer now, now I could see them properly. Some were still pretty small and seemed pointless but there some bigger ones too, like a ship and and some hands shaking and a beautiful rose near his elbow.

I really liked them and I couldn't help but stare, studying each one. He laughed and kissed my forehead gently and we was quiet for a while.

"I'm sorry." I said quietly.

"Sorry? Why are you sorry?" He said turning his head to mine.

"Asking you to sleep here, I didn't mean to make things weird, I just- maybe I drank to much." My cheeks flushed and I saw Harry smile out of the corner of my eye.

"I don't want you to be sorry Melanie, Of course I didn't mind staying with you, waking up with my arms around a pretty blonde girl beats waking up alone by a long shot!" He said brushing my face.

I felt my cheeks warm again and he laughed before climbing out of bed.

"I really need to piss." He smirked.

I laughed as he danced around on the spot. "Next door, on the left."

"Sweet." He smiled before heading towards the door.

When he returned, he jumped back in bed wrapping me up in his arms.

"I'm cold, hug me." He whined like a child.

I laughed at him and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling me closer towards him. His face was buried in my neck and his warm breath on my skin made goosebumps appear all over my body.

"You remember what you said to me last night don't you?" I whispered.

"That you have a good face?" He said and I could hear that he had a big grin spread across his face.

"No." I laughed. "About work, you said I should stay off for the rest of the week so we could, I don't know, hang out?"

"Yeah, I remember that, Melanie... What makes you think I had forgotten?" He said looking up into my face.

"Nothing... I just, I don't know, I was just checking."

He twirled some of my hair inbetween his fingers and smiled at me. "No, I do want to hang out with you, of corse I do, I've always wanted too... I just didn't think I would get the chance."

"What does that mean?" I said, confused.

"I sat in that coffee shop loads of times before you spilled coffee on me ya know?" He laughed.

"You did?!" I gasp.

"Yeah, I never actually got any coffee though. I just came in there to see you. Everytime I was in there I told myself I'd talk to you... I just never built up the courage." He shrugged. "I noticed how you would lie to the little old ladies when you would say the biscuits came free with their coffee, even though they didn't, just because it made them smile. I would notice how you swore under your breath at all the teenage girls that would leave their chairs untucked everytime they left. I would notice how you would fix your hair or re-do your lipstick in the reflection on the coffee machine. I would notice how you always annoyed the rude people because instead of getting angry at them, you would just smile and tell them to have a nice day... despite pulling faces at them when they turned around, thinking no one would see. If you hadn't of bumped into me the day you did, I think I'd still be doing just that... ya know, just watching, not doing anything."

I can't believe he noticed all of that about me. I can't believe he was in the shop so much. I can't believe I didn't even notice him.

"You noticed all that about me?! Why didn't you speak to me?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "I didn't think you'd be into me."

"You've got to be kidding?!" I said with my eyes wide. "Why would I not be into you?"

He grinned at me and hugged me tighter as his cheeks flushed pink. "You're too cute." He grinned.

We stayed like that for a while, our bodies entwined until Harry raised his head again. 

"How did Hannah get in last night anyway?" He asked. "Does she live here?"

"No, She's got a key."

"To your house? Why?" He laughed.

"I have one to hers too, and I don't know, we just have for years." I smiled. "I better go ring her actually to see what she wanted, stay here, I won't be long."

I kissed his cheek before climbing out of my little haven.