Neighbors

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Quinn POV

It's December now and the weather is cold most of the time. There are times where the temperate will spike up to 70, but usually it's winter type of weather, which I love.

We have a small break coming up, which I'm excited for. It's not winter break, because it's the beginning of the month, but we have a teachers in service Friday and Monday coming up, which I'm pretty happy for.

I turned off my alarm a few minutes ago, but I've yet to get myself out of bed. I sit up and lean over and see my boyfriend is still sound asleep. Harry is laying on his back with his eyes screwed shut. His lips are parted open a little, which makes me smile.

I straddle his lap and lean forward to plant my lips on his cheek. I travel my lips down to his neck where I kiss his skin gently. A few moments later I hear his tired self wake up with a small groan. Harry's arms hook around my waist and he pulls me closer towards him.

I take my lips off of his neck and look to Harry who has a slight smirk on his lips. "Good morning," I greet.

"Good morning." He says while dropping his hands to my butt. I snicker by his actions, and he just grins. Harry leans his head up to kiss my cheek, which makes a small smile escape on my mouth. "What time is it?"

"Too early to get up." I answer, which makes Harry chuckle.

"You're the only person I know who enjoys school. What's the change of heart?" He asks me with a curious smile.

"I'm comfortable." I answer simply while playing with his curls. Our finger lace with one another, which makes me grin.

"I mean, having you on top of me has been a dream of mine. I'm enjoying it too." Harry says with a greedy grin. My eyes widen a little and I nudge him. He just laughs and I shake my head.

"I'm glad I could make your dream come true." I joke.

A twitching grin curves on his lips, which makes my eyebrows raise. "We should get ready for school." Harry tells me.

"I know," I say through a sigh. "But I don't want to get out of bed." I say through a small pout.

"We can skip school," He comes up with.

"I only miss school when I'm sick." I tell my boyfriend.

"Then, we have to get ready." Harry says.

"But I don't want to get ready." I say with shrugging shoulders.

Harry turns me over, so now I'm laying down. He's fitted in between my thighs comfortably and a lingering grin is on his mouth. "We're going to be late if we don't get ready now." He tells me while playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Will we get in trouble for skipping?" I ask.

His eyes meet mine and he laughs. "You're too innocent for this world."

"I am not that innocent," I say with wide eyes. My boyfriend rolls his eyes playfully at me which makes me nudge his shoulder.

"So are we skipping?" He asks me.

I bite my lower lip, not knowing if I should or not. "You can't tell anyone though. If it goes around that I'm skipping school no one would respect me."

"Your secret is safe with me, Quinn." Harry says with a chuckle. He leans down and kisses my cheek. His lips travel down to my neck where he sucks my skin gently. I close my eyes out of pleasure and bite my lower lip.

The more we've been dating, I think the more comfortable we've grown with each other. I like that we can do this stuff with each other and it's not awkward or uncomfortable.

His hand moves from my waist and slides down my stomach where he comes close to in between my thighs. He jerks his hand off of my body and pulls his lips off of my neck. "I'm sorry." Harry says while looking at me with heated cheeks.

"It's okay." I answer.

"I forgot for a moment we're going slow. I'm sorry." His eyes are guilty looking.

"I'm not mad, Harry. You're fine." I answer. His body lays beside mine and his arm drapes over my body.

I sometimes feel guilty for taking it slow with him because sometime he slips up and tries to make a move. Example, him nearly sliding his hand between my thighs. I shouldn't feel bad, I just hate seeing him look guilty for slipping up when I never get mad.

We spend the rest of the morning cuddling, which I like. Since he refuses to let me buy him a mattress, Harry spends a lot of nights here.

Whenever he says "I'm going to buy a mattress" he never does. Something always comes up and I wish he'd just let me get him one. I offered last month and he got pissy with me for a few days.

I mean, I don't mind him staying with me. I actually like having Harry sleep beside me and having someone to cuddle with or wake up too.

It's weird that we've been dating for three months now. I know it's not a very long time, but thinking about it, it seems like time went by somewhat fast. Plus, we dated since July, but officially we've only been together for three months. A lot has happened between us these months. Not super major things, but small things that make our relationship, I believe, stronger.

"Quinn?" He speaks against me.

"Yes?" I say through a slight snicker.

"I love you." His words make my heart flutter.

"I love you too." I say with a smile. I hold onto his body more and press my back against his chest.

We started saying 'I love you' in the beginning of November. It is a funny and cute memory to look back on.

We were standing by my locker and Harry was about to leave to get to his homeroom. He kissed me goodbye and said, "I love you" which caught both of us off guard. It just slipped up, but he told me he did mean it. We both laughed, by how odd of a time it was. I, of course said it back, and since then we've been saying it.

Saying i love you to Harry and saying it to Richard makes me question if I did actually love my ex. I do love Harry, but looking back to Rich I don't know if I did.

I zone back into reality and close my eyes against my boyfriends hold.

A://N

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