Quinn POV

I got to my Dad's around noon after breakfast the following day. I bought Harry and Wendy breakfast since I felt bad that I stayed the night there. Also a pit of guilt lied in me considering Wendy doesn't know Harry and I dated in the past. She's so sweet and kind, it's hard not to like her.

My Father hasn't asked about me coming staying over yet, which I'm thankful for. I don't know if I want to tell him that Derek hit me and this wasn't the first time this has happened. This goes for my friend Kelsey as well because they're siblings.

I sit on my old mattress lounging around trying not to think of yesterday and everything that happened with Derek. What pisses me off the most is the fact that I can't date a guy that's nice and shows that I moved on to Harry. No, I date a douche that was worse than Richard, and Richard wasn't always a gentleman towards me. 

It's my own fault for staying with Derek, so I can't complain to anyone on how he treats me. I had the choice to leave, and I didn't.

I fall back on my mattress and let out a deep breath. I'm not looking forward to confronting Derek and seeing him in general. I don't know what my living arrangement will be, I don't even know if he has ruined any of my things because he was angry towards me. 

It's night now and my Father won't be home till tomorrow afternoon. I'm a little nervous to be alone because I haven't talked to Derek at all, and it's very easy to find out where I am if he were to find me. 

I reach for my phone resting beside me and see a text from Harry.

Harry: hey, just checking up on you. Everything alright?

Me: yeah, thanks 

Harry: is your dad home?

Me: no he has a conference in Pittsburgh, he won't be back till the afternoon tomorrow

Harry: so you're alone?

Me: yeppp

Harry: that isn't good :/

Me: i'll live

Me: hopefully lmao

Me: jk

Harry: ...

Harry: that's not funny

Me: whoops

Harry: are you there now?

Me: yepppp

Harry: mkay

Me: why 

Harry: just askingggggg

Harry: i'm about to drive, i'll talk to you later 

Me: okay, drive safelyy

Harry: will do xx

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Harry ended up swinging by my Dad's later on in the night. 

When he first came over I was shocked and told him to go home considering it's late and I didn't want to take time away from him and his girlfriend. He brushed off my concern and hung out with me. I thought it was nice that he brought me McDonald's. He remembered my order which made me get nostalgic. 

Currently we're sitting on my bed watching TV. I have to admit it's nice to have someones company now considering how I'm kind of iffy on staying by myself. 

I glance to the clock resting on my night stand then look to Harry who's sitting beside me with crossed arms and eyes that are focused on the screen. "Does Wendy know you're here?" I ask.

He takes his eyes off of the TV screen and he looks to me. "Yeah." He answers.

"What time do you have to be home by?" I ask. It's almost midnight now so I was curious if he had to leave soon.

"Doesn't matter," Harry says while laying down more on my bed. "I don't have a bed time." 

I snicker by his words and lay down. "Can I get you anything?" I ask.

"No, I'm good. Thanks though." He says. I nod and look to the TV. We're watching reruns of That 70's Show. 

Within a few minutes a wave of tiredness rushes over me and my eyes soon feel heavy and tired. Without me realizing it, I fall asleep. 

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My groggy eyes peel open to my body feeling very warm. I blink a few times and just see darkness. My bedroom is also silent. 

I soon realize that my head is rested on Harry's chest and his arm is draped over me. I sit up a little and see he's passed out. I also notice that our legs are intertwined. 

My face heats intensely by our current position. How did this even happen?

I lower my head back down to his chest and close my eyes. I bring the fuzzy blanket I was using up to my chin and relax my tense feeling body. Harry's sleeping self holds me more tightly against him and his body adjusts to mine.

Guilt is rushing through my veins by us cuddling. It's not like I fell asleep on him, so I shouldn't feel that bad. I shake my head and let out a deep breath. 

Relax Quinn. 

Eventually I fall back asleep, ignoring the butterflies floating in my stomach.

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I wake up to the sunlight beating down on my face. 

I groan a little by the feeling of the sun on my eyelids, but I just wipe my face with my fingertips. My body feels warm still as well as comfortable. 

I notice Harry's arm draped around my waist and his front cuddled against my back. Our legs are still intertwined and his chin is rested on the top of my head now. My cheeks heat again and I huff to myself. 

It went from my head on his chest to us full on spooning. 

His body moves against mine, so I close my eyes. His arm moves off of my waist and I hear him yawn from behind me. Small mumbles leave his lips as well. 

"Oh god," Harry mutters while detaching his body from mine. I hear him reach for his phone and mumble, "Fuck." 

My lip goes between my teeth and I screw my eyes shut more. I hear Harry get out of bed and him grab his keys. I don't know what else happens besides I feel his lips kiss the top of my head and my cheek. 

A few moments later I hear my bedroom door shut. 

I reopen my eyes and lay on my back. I look up at my ceiling and rub my tired eyes. My phone beeps which startles me a bit. I sit up and glance over at the lit up screen.

Harry: i'm sorry that i left before you woke up, i fell asleep and didn't tell Wendy i was staying the night, so she's pretty mad right now. text me if you need anything, okay? have a great day x

I lock my phone and lay back down. I rest my hands on my stomach and take small deep breaths. 

I hate the feeling in my stomach right now. 

I also hate that I good nights sleep. 

Harry POV

I'm in so much shit when I get home in about two minutes. 

It was careless for me to fall asleep at Quinn's without telling Wendy. Hell, it was careless of me to stop by without it being planned considering I know Wendy wanted me home.

I walk into our shared house and hear the TV on in the living room. I gulp down my fears and slowly walk over to where my girlfriend is currently. 

I see her sitting on the couch watching some cooking show as usual. I run my fingers through my hair and clear my throat. "Good morning." I greet.

Her blue eyes look towards me then back to the TV. "Morning." She says in a low but sweet voice. When she's mad, she's passive. It's a good and bad thing. Right now it's good because I don't want her yelling at me first thing. 

I sit beside Wendy who still focuses on the television. "How's your day so far?" I ask.

"Pretty fine, yours?" Her blue eyes look over at me.

"It's okay." I say with a gentle smile. 

"How was your sleepover?" She asks me.

"Unexpected." I answer truthfully.

"Hm," She nods. "Well, you smell like her so take a shower please." A weak smile goes on her lips. Her voice is also kind sounding.

"It's probably because I used one of her blankets." I semi lie.

"How else would you smell like her?" Wendy asks with a now raised eyebrow.

My face heats by her words. "I don't know," I say with shrugging shoulders. "I'll be taking a shower." I say before leaning in and kissing her cheek.

I soon leave the living room with a flustered face. I run my hand through my hair nervously as I wait for the shower to heat up. I take off my clothes and smell my shirt, hoping to not smell Quinn, but do. 

I roll my eyes to myself and huff loudly while dropping my tee shirt to the floor.

I check my phone and see no text from Quinn. It's nearly noon, I'm surprised she isn't awake yet. 

At least Quinn doesn't know that we were cuddling when we both were asleep. Hell, I wish I didn't know we were cuddling. 

I soon step into my shower, hoping to forget about this morning and how much I liked holding her against me.

A://N

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