moonlight {h.s}

moonlight

the chapter song
that inspired the name
of this book!

also there's a bit of french in this chapter...please let me
know if any of the translation or
gramma is wrong!

Sydney

I lay in the comfort of my freshly changed sheets, humming Beautiful Boy softly as Harry slept peacefully.

We had decided to have a nap this afternoon, as Harry was taking a night flight to LA later.

I had woken up to the bright orange sunset peaking through my curtains. Harry lay next to me, his cheeks a little flushed, looking like an angel.

He had been so amazing for the past few weeks. He'd been there when I couldn't stop crying, when I was sad that our friends had to go, when I woke up in fits of terror...everything.

I knew he was exhausted, and stressed about going away and leaving me for work, so I suggested we have a nice sleep in my bed.

All of friends had stayed for about a week, before having to go back to their commitments. It was amazing having everyone I love around me in a tough time, making me feel incredibly lucky.

"Tu es si belle, mon amour. Magnifique." I quietly whispered, stroking Harry's hair softly as he rested.

"Merci pour tout, mon amour. Vous êtes un ange. J'ai été tellement plus heureux depuis que je te connais."

I slowly moved an inch closer to Harry, leaving a delicate kiss on his cheek. I tried my best to keep him in his dream state, but he let out a long breath as I pulled back.

"Hey...stay right here." Harry said in a husky, sleepy voice.

A small smile broke out on my face, as I moved back and began kissing Harry's cheeks, nose and then mouth. He kept his eyes shut, kissing me back gently.

As I pulled back, he said, "I love when you speak French baby, just annoyed I don't know what you're saying."

I chuckled, "You were supposed to be sleeping petit ange."

"Guess my body can tell when you're awake because I instinctively wake up too." His eyes were now open and he was looking up at me, tucking a stray hair behind my ear.

"I'm gonna miss waking up to you." I hummed, feeling myself drift into his pretty eyes.

"I know baby." Harry said. I could feel the upset and apprehension in his voice.

We lay peacefully, watching each other intently. I couldn't comprehend him leaving for a few weeks, travelling around the world doing press.

Since I met Harry, he had been working and writing but it wasn't full on Rockstar mode. He was just Harry. I was beyond excited for him, but it was going to be weird not being in our little bubble.

"You hungry?" I asked, trying to get both our minds off this.

"Always."

Slowly, and reluctantly, we climbed out of bed and grabbed some cosy jumpers to layer as it was freezing in the flat. We moved from the bed to the sofa, and Harry grabbed the Chinese takeaway menu for us both.

He called them up, as I went around the flat lighting some candles and incense. It was a full moon tonight, so I had laid out my crystals in the direct moonlight to charge.

I walked over to my balcony doors, having a glance at the shining full moon.

"Looks pretty tonight." I felt Harry's arms wrap around me as he kissed my cheek and rested his head on my shoulder.