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Song to listen to: Mind- Calper & Ayelle
There are a lot things you feel when you wake up. The task in itself is challenging and, especially after a long night of friends and family, staying in the covers does not sound like a terrible idea.
The sun rays peeking from the curtains are the first part of today you notice. The light dances around the room and gradually increases and night turns into day in your apartment. Looking up, you notice a rainbow dancing on the ceiling reminding you of all the times you wished you could just roll over and go back to sleep but the day has started and so has your body.
The light is then followed by the heat. His tattooed arms wrapped around your waist which brings you closer to the literal heater laying with you. You lay still, your poor boyfriend had had the busiest week and this is the one time when he looks peaceful: his hair disheveled and his mouth slightly open.
You take the time to look at him. Of course, you always look and admire him on the daily but it moments like this when you truly drown in your boyfriendâs being. Your eyes travel to his chest first which, in no time, will be littered with tattoos that you hate to love. Your gaze then shifts to his visible arm. You awakes found comfort in his arms: heck, you fell into them when you met him being the clumsy person you are. Littered with tattoos, you finger lightly traces them in fear of them vanishing from his arm at once.
Then finally, your eyes settle on his face. Photos of him as a little boy sleeping flash in your head and you smile knowing that not a lot has changed since then. The same facial expression sits on his face and it takes everything in you to control your laughter in fear on him waking up. His lips, a soft pink, catch your attention as you think back to all the goofy conversations, love-filled words and sneaky kisses those lips have endured with yours.
âYou know, itâs not nice you stare.â he grumbles as he shifts to have a full view of your face. You giggle and start playing with his hair. He moans and sinks deeper into your touch and his eyes stay closed. Damn, you donât want this moment to end. âWell, I canât help it if my boyfriend looks amazing in the morning.â you argue and he chuckles.
âI mean itâs not like I haven't watch you sleep either so consider us even.â he says, his voice heavy with sleep. You playfully hit his arm and he turns you on you back and hover above you. There is silence between the two of you and you seem to just stare at each other.
âI'm so lucky to call you mine.â he whispers as his lips make contact with mine. The kiss is slow, yet filled with emotion. Your hands make their way into his platinum locks as he kisses down you neck. Nothing could ruin this moment.
Except for the grumble which comes from Justinâs stomach.
You laugh maniacally as he groans and tucks his head into your neck while you rub his back.
âOk, it wasn't that funny.â he gushes while he rolls his eyes playfully. Your roll your eyes as well and give him a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
âCome on, letâs go make something to eat.â you state as you start to get out of bed. He then grabs a hold of you waist tighter and hold him to his chest.
âNooooo. Stay here with me forever.â he whines and you chuckle at his childishness.
âCome on, babe. Letâs go get something to eat and then we can come back.â
âPromise?â
âPromise.â
There are a lot of thing you feel when you wake up and one of them is definitely how much you love your boyfriend, Justin Drew Bieber.
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It was always the same words after your conversations died down. Harry has been working very hard on his new album and, whilst you were always there supporting him, it did strain your relationship especially since you were both so far away from each other. You knew it; even Harry knew it. He makes it his mission to call you anytime it can and, even though you scold him for not getting enough sleep, you cannot help it when your heart flutters when his custom ringtone calls.
 He likes to video chat more than anything since he gets to see your face. âStill as beautiful as I left cha. â he would say once the screen revealed your faces. You smile, noticing the dark circles under his eyes from late nights at the studio finishing the last touches for the big show, but continue to act oblivious to the obvious fatigue. You know what fatigue is too. You never thought that you would have trouble sleeping alone prior to meeting Harry but now you toss and turn and instinctively reach out for the warmth of his body in the middle of the night. The thought of being away from each other sent a pang in your heart as the separation slowly took a toll on you.Â
 So it came to no surprise when Jeff contacted you and informed you on Harryâs restlessness and cranky attitude. Shame, cranky Harry is the most infuriating yet cutest thing the world is yet to witness but it is certainly not the one fans should see for his first show. You were honestly shocked that Jeff had organized for you to fly to San Francisco and surprise Harry at his first concert. You obviously accepted the offer and found yourself at the airport in the early hours of the morning to fly over.
 It was almost exhilarating for you to be FaceTiming Harry when you were a floor below him the day before his big debut. âI know, H. I wish I could be there too to see all those panties drop when they see you live. â âYou would know about your panties dropping, wouldnât you love?â He teases as his smirk grows smugger with every word that passes. You rolls your eyes, dismissing the topic altogether. âIâm serious, H. Youâve worked really really hard for this and I know that youâre going to rock it. Iâm sorry I canât be there but know that Iâm spiritually standing in the front row. â you say, battling with the smirk with is making its appearance and you lie to your boyfriendâs face.Â
 You didnât expect this many people to come out for his concert. Of course you knew that it was sold out but you never really comprehended how may people actually made an effort to see your boyfriend perform. The venue was packed and the excited murmurs and occasional screams was an indication of one thing: this was going to be an amazing show. You didnât know that Harry was freaking out backstage.Â
His nerves were getting the best of him and you werenât answering your phone. Anne, who knew that you were here, assured him that you were probably sleeping and that he should give it all he can. He smiles at her and kisses the ring which you bought him for your anniversary. The screams only grow louder as the lights grow dim and you realize that wearing a hoodie and sunglasses wasnât the greatest idea but Harry cannot know youâre hear until he goes on stage . Anne and Gemma are on either side of me and we hold hands in anticipation to Harryâs performance.Â
 The opening act blurs by as we dance to their music and soon the stage goes black. The screams reach a higher pitch and you hold everything you can to avoid joining in as well. The band plays the opening intro to âMeet Me In The Hallwayâ and hat is when Harry appears. Heâs wearing a yellow shirt with yellow pants and black shoes. Birds embellish his shirt and I see that he is anxious. He steps up towards the mic and waits patiently for the screams to die down. âGood evening everyone. Iâm Harry Styles, but you probably knew that,â he says with a chuckle,â and Iâm here to put on a show for you. Are you ready?â He asks. The walls almost shudder with the volume of the screams and he smiles and starts singing. His voice is on a different level live and it take everything in you to not burst into tears of happiness.
 He jams out to âSign of The Timesâ and 'Carolinaâ. Harry also makes an effort to briefly introduce each song before performing. Such a sweetheart. âSo this next song is dedicated to someone very special. Iâm sure you all know my girlfriend, (Y/N)-â he begins but is cut off by the increased screams of he fans. He smiles widely and continues his talk. âShe is very very far away right now and, honestly, I miss her very much. Sheâs probably the most supportive person when it came to me being away and being Jamaica and being here. This song is actually about her. But donât tell her I told you, sheâll kill me. â He finishes and the crowd aaaws and laughs respectively. The beginning of 'Only Angelâ starts as Harry makes an effort to stare at the audience. His eyes dart into the front row and he smiles when he sees Anne and Gemma but his eyebrows scrunch when he looks at you. You take off your sunglasses and hoodie and soon as the guitar kicks in.Â
 The look on Harryâs face is indescribable. It is the equivalent to a child getting a puppy for their birthday and you blow him a kiss. Fans behind you realize youâre there and the screams are almost deafening. Harry tries to focus but he cannot seem to take off you. At the last chord of the song he bursts in laughter as he is applauded. The applause soon dies down and he carries on laughing. âSorry, everyone. Just realized my angel surprised me tonight. (Y/N)(Y/L/N) everyone!â He announces and the crowds cheers while you take a mock bow. The rest of the concert goes really and well and you canât help but think about how amazing Harry is. The concert ends and you run backstage to see him. âMy sweet creature.â He muffles into your neck as you reach up to finally connect your lips after being away from each other for so long.Â
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