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Your eyes drooped a little more than before, the calm darkness filling the room and the only sound that could be heard came from the sleeping man beside you.

Fucking lucky.

No matter what you seemed to try, nothing would push you over the edge into the blissful sleep you oh so needed at the moment. No matter how tired you were, your body just wasn't giving up, and there you laid, awake.

Staring at the ceiling wasn't as bad as one might think. You noticed, the longer you went without blinking, the room seemed to grow darker than it was before, and that intrigued you. You wonder what made that happen. What kind of illusion your brain was pulling for you to see that.

But, ultimately you got bored of staring at a blank ceiling and slowly sat up, as not to wake Harry. Who, was still in a deep slumber.

His eyes were shut just as softly as possible, his cheek a little scrunched up since it was being pressed against the pillow. His wave a curls hit the pillow as well and sprawled out in different directions. His lips were slightly open, and small snores were falling from them.

You sighed, he looked so peaceful.

You squinted your eyes as you stepped onto the carpet, looking intently to make sure you didn't run into anything.

Harry always insisted on sleeping in pitch blackness as it helped "soothe him".

You looked back again to make sure you didn't wake up sleeping beauty who practically had drool running down his chin with how relaxed he looked, and you couldn't have been more jealous.

You mentally thanked Harry though, for the view out his bed room was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. You always said you could stay up there forever just watching the world happen below you.
You always loved the lights of Hollywood that never seemed to dim, no matter what time of night it was.

People always seemed to be out and about, partying and having the times of their lives. From where you were, they looked like ants, but you were sure they were all having fun. Smiles inched onto their faces, and you were certain most people out at this time of night were tourist trying to the life of the city. The stars were out, and it was still a warm and beautiful night and you couldn't find a cloud if you tried. The bright flashing lights from the hotels and attractions were still going strong.

You looked over when you saw someone sit criss crossed next to you. Looking over, there was a sleepy looking Harry who was palming his eyes to get himself more awake.

"What are yeh' doing awake at this time of night?" He asked confused, looking out at the view himself.

His voice was deeper and more raspy than it was during the daytime, something that calmed you usually.

"Couldn't sleep. Didn't want to wake you up. But I wanted to see the view." You nodded out the window.

He nodded at your excuse and even thought sleep laced your voice, you couldn't find a tired bone in your body.

"The view was next to you in bed." He smirked and let out a raspy chuckle.

"Oh my God!" You giggled. "It's 3 a.m. and your still being cheesy?" You spoke, smiling to yourself.

"Always am baby." He smiled, pecking your temple.

Now his arm was wrapped around you, and you both sat in silence for a few minutes. Just watching the world happen at a distance. It was calming to say the least, and you really enjoyed it.

"Let's try to get yeh' to sleep shall we?" He asked, looking over at you.

You nodded, though you didn't have much faith in his plan. Even if you were relaxed, you just weren't sleepy.

He stood up and held his hand out for you, pulling you up when you held onto it. Then he dragged himself back to bed and covered up.

Standing there, looking down at Harry, he opened his arms as an invitation to cuddle him. Something he knew make you sleepy usually.

You smiled and laid down. Cuddling into his chest, you mumbled an I love you.

"I love yeh' too baby. Now try to sleep." He spoke, his hand running through your hair.