Insatiable [h.s]

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TW: mentions of overdose and pill abuse.

Aurora Walker
Present day: June 7, 2020

I woke up this morning to the complete opposite position of how Harry and I fell asleep. I was now flat on my back with Harry laying over me. One of his arms was tucked under me and the other was wrapped over my stomach with his hand on top of Jake who still laid beside me.

Harry's head was resting on my chest in between the swell of my breasts, one of his legs slotted between mine and I couldn't help but smile to myself as I craned my neck down to look at his sleeping face.

His eyes were closed, his beautiful lashes nearly touching his cheeks. His lips were slightly parted with each heavy exhale and I found no trace of worry or anger on his face. I couldn't help but think how pretty he is when he sleeps.

So delicate.

One of my hands was up resting on his head mindlessly rubbing softly through his hair while my other was down on Jake as well.

Harry slept silently for the most part. There's a bit of sleep talking every once in a while but I'm usually too deep in my sleep to actually be woken up from it or to hear what he's saying.

Jake on the other hand is a very loud snorer.

He's louder than any human I've ever heard. Granted, that's not very many, but still. Poor dude, he might need a sleep apnea machine.

I laid there for what felt like minutes, but in reality I'm sure it was a few hours. The sun was well past midday by the time Harry had finally began to stir on top of me. Truthfully I could have stayed there the entire day if I were given the chance.

My fingers stilled in his hair as he stretched but he mumbled out in a sleepy slur, "Don't stop." So I continued to toy with his hair again with a stupid smile on my face.

Since everyone was gone we didn't have to wake up early for breakfast. I know Thalia has this whole tradition that I'm yet to understand, but I think it's really sweet that everyone eats together every morning. Though, it was nice to fully sleep in and just lay in bed for a while without caring about anything.

Later in the day everyone was home and truthfully it was nice knowing that everyone was back. Having the house to myself for a few hours yesterday was so weird. It felt so empty, so cold, knowing I was alone and that not even Louis or Liam were on the same property as me.

It's June 7th today, which means in tomorrow will be one month since I've met Harry and Niall.

Wow... One month.

It seems like it's been so much longer. Yet, at the same time the last month has gone by in such a blur. It's so contradicting to think about. It feels like just a few days ago I was sitting on the couch watching pointless tv shows with Chloe, yet I feel like I've spent a lifetime learning about Harry and getting to know him and his family.

Some days I wonder what my life will be like a year from now. With how crazy everything has gotten within a month it seems impossible to be able to try and guess what it will look like in twelve months from now.

I know I'll still be here in Oregon, or at least I think I will unless we move somewhere else. It'll never be safe for me to go back to New York so pretty much wherever the Styles and Horan family goes, I know I will go too.

Two weeks ago I would of had a fit at the thought of still being here a year from now... but now? Now, the idea seems easier to handle. Being away from Chloe is still hard and I think it always will be but at least this way I know I'm protecting her.