another shirt?
description: after staying for a little longer in italy you and harry spend the time sunbathing...and stealing his shirts.
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words: 0.2k
a/n: i’m writing this bc i’m stressed with school and this is my only distraction :)

You and Harry had stayed in Italy for a little longer after the filming of Harry’s golden music video, and it was the best disisson you both could make.
You weren’t planning on staying for long because of the busy schedule Harry had for Don’t Worry Darling but none the less there you both laid in the raging hot sun beating down at your half naked body.
You didn’t last long in the sun, getting to sweaty and tired, so you walk back into the villa, passing a sunbathing Harry so you make your way into the shower.
Exhaustion took over your body as you step out of the cold shower and find something to wear in the sea of clothes that sat, untamed, on the floor.
You saw something that caught your eye, Harry’s white shirt he “stole” from the golden music video.
Perfect.
You slip it on quickly, knowing your boyfriend won’t be to happy seeing you in another one of his articles of clothing, but you couldn’t really care as you fiddled with the textured material between two fingers.
You lay on top of the bed, being too hot to pull the covers over yourself, and you drift of into a light sleep, the days exhaustion catching up to you.
You woke up to a gasp from the doorway,
“is that my shirt?”
“....no” you deny, crawling under the covers.
“that- you- ugh, fine you can wear it” harry gives up, not wanting to start a little fight over something that looked incredibly good on you.
God, was he lucky.
And, god, were you lucky.
