Threading his fingers through his matted curls, Harry looked over his hair before yawning lightly and shaking his head, tousling them up and pushing them right back to stay out of his face. The Brit was still dressed from the days events earlier, and he honestly had no intent on changing whatsoever. He was pretty exhausted from the day of recording, but he wasn't exactly ready to sleep yet. In fact he'd been listening to one song on repeat majority of the day as well as offering to watch a film with Demi. Somehow, she intrigued him; much more than anyone else really did and Harry just had to see her more and more than he did. Of course he'd promised her to take her out, tonight unfortunately not being the night for that due to his body basically giving out for the rest of the evening. Grabbing his keys and phone, making sure to lock up his flat before going down to his car, getting in and starting it up as he made the quick journey to Demi's.
Tapping the wheel almost impatiently, Harry stifled a small yawn before finally arriving moments later; taking no time to park and get out, practically skipping to the door. For just watching a film he was rather anticipated just to see Demi. Reaching forward he rang the doorbell and knocked twice before letting his hands find their way to behind his back. Harry couldn't have been more glad that the paps decided to leave him alone tonight. The last thing he needed was some headline about how he was "sleeping" with yet another person; which wasn't true in any way possible. He wouldn't do that to Demi. She was different as he'd said, and of course he wouldn't take advantage of that. Rocking back and forth on his heels, he spun in a small circle, digging the heel of his boot into the concrete as he licked over his lips faintly.
