Two Ghosts [h.s]

24

and let it begin

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Knocking vibrates through the door and down my spine revealing sharp goosebumps on my skin. on the ground where I lay, my body wakes up with a sudden jump from the sound. What the -

The door continues being pounded on and the loud sound pierces my ears.

Looking to clock Its seven a.m... who the fuck is up at seven a.m. With one last pound I open the creaky door fast from how angry I am, revealing Harry leaning against the frame smirking devilishly down at me. "Hey, Darling."

I'm at loss for words. Why is he here? Standing frozen looking at him I start to blink wondering if this is a dream. Wiping the bags under my eyes with my sleeves I try to wake myself up but when I finish rubbing he's still there but looking down at me instead.

Oh God. i'm still in his sweater. My body goes still in movement and I place my hand ever so slowly to my sides. Looking up at Harry he's still leaning on the door frame. His black t-shirt reveals his tattoos and muscles clear on display.

"You know I could get used to seeing you in my sweater, darling." Harry's eyes twinkle in the light from a stream of brightness coming through my windows. The green ever so prominent, like a forest. I can't help but get lost in them.

Violet... snapping out of it the situation goes to my head and now I'm officially confused.

"Harry it's seven in the goddamn morning... seven." barely audibly, groaning out.

"Don't act like you're unhappy to see me." he tries to frown but just looks evil. Really freakin evil.

"Wipe away your stupid smirk." I say through my teeth.

Leaning against the doorframe all he does is stare at me not saying one word.

"Other than being my alarm clock, why are you here?" I still groan from the early morning, leaning my face into my palms trying to wipe away any sleepiness I can. 

Peeking through a single finger like a child watching a scary movie, Harry's leaned in closer, smirking obliviously. "Well good morning to you too sunshine." he chuckles as the sweet sound fills my senses.

"How are you awake right now?" I could fall backwards right now from how tired I am. My body needs longer than a three hour sleep to function but it never allows me.

"Always up with the sun, sunshine." he states smiling and im literally going to kill him.

Placing a hand in front of myself I reveal a flat palm to his face shutting my eyes from how much is going on with such little sleep. "You're doing a lot of talking right now and i'm gonna need you to just pipe down the audio level okay." I bring my palm to rub my headache away.

"You not a morning person, darling?" nice observation einstein.

"I'll tell you what Sherlock holmes." laughing I lean in putting a finger on his chest to whisper, "you are unbelievable."

Leaning his head back on the door frame his jawline pops out prominently and the veins on his neck clear a visible path up and down his skin. Swallowing the sudden dryness in my throat I just press another hand on my head.

"Okay... Darling, get yourself in the shower and wake up."

My eyes suddenly open and I'm fully awake. He said what now. With my eyes popping out at Harry, he casually walks through the door, prancing into my apartment like he owns the place. Excuse me?

"Harry what are you doing." I shockingly say as he walks into my kitchen and pulls a chair back. "Harry?" He's walking through my home. He's walking through my goddam home! The screeching of the wood echoes through the room followed by his body weight, creaking down on the chair.