Quinn POV

It's night now and I'm getting ready for bed.

I'm sitting at the edge of Harry and I's shared mattress and I'm slipping on my shorts, trying my best to not hurt myself while doing so.

When I pull my shorts up to my waist, I hear the door creak open. I see Harry walk in and plop down next to me a few seconds later.

"You're going to get cold." He says as he sees me in shorts.

"Why would I get cold?" I ask curiously while looking at him. 

"You'll wake up during the night cold because you kicked off all the blankets, wake me up to get you pants and a hoodie, and also bring the blankets back on the bed, then fall back asleep." He says while listing what usually happens. 

I poke my tongue through my cheek and shake my head. "Well then." I say with a slight scoff.

Harry leans in and kisses my lips while chuckling. "I know you so well." My boyfriend hums with a smug smile.

"That doesn't happen all the time." I defend.

"Yeah, if you fall asleep naked after we have sex you usually make a habit to keep the blankets on the mattress." He says while laying down on his side of the bed. I soon follow and sit beside him.

"I always get dressed after whatever we do." I say.

"Wanna test your theory?" Harry says with a greedy smirk which shows one of his dimples.

My eyes widen slightly by his remark, and I nudge his chest a little. "No I don't want to do things." I say.

Harry fits himself between my thighs and his hands hold mine. "You're so innocent sometimes." He says through a smile that follows with small laughter.

"Am not." I scoff. His hands fall to my waist and my hands rest beside me.

"Whatever you say Quinn." He hums. His eyes look eager for something and his lip goes between his teeth makes me smile.

I sink lower on the mattress, allowing his body to press against mine more. I lean up and kiss his neck and work down to his sensitive spot. Harrys grip on my body becomes firm and his fingers play with the hem of my shorts.

"Please tell me we're having sex." Harry says through a slight whimper while I start kissing and sucking his skin more.

"Nope," I say while pulling my lips off his neck. He groans and lays beside me.

"Tease." He says through a small huff.

I'm on my period currently and around this time I don't want to have sex for many obvious reasons. I'd rather not tell him though.

I cuddle my body into his, but Harry moves. "Give me time." He says while motioning to his slight boner that's visible through his grey sweatpants.

I laugh, which makes him grab the pillow behind his head and place it on his crotch. "Don't laugh at him," He says, which makes me laugh more. I cover my face with my hands and press my head against his shoulder. "I'm glad I'm amusing you."

I drape my arm around his body and smile. "You crack me up." I say through dimming laughter.

"I wasn't trying to be funny." Harry tells me.

"You calling your penis him is funny and also you using the pillow so hide him makes me laugh." I say.

"I would like to put him-" I cut Harry off by talking over him a little more loudly.

"Don't finish that sentence." I say, which makes him laugh.

Harry giggles to himself and nuzzles his face into my neck. "I'm horny." Harry says while whispering against my neck.

"Sucks to hear that." I say while playing with his fingers.

"Please babe." Harrys lips kiss my cheek and his lip bottom lip quivers.

"She has a cut," I say, referring to my current situation.

Harry makes an 'oh' face then drops his head back down next to mine. "Are you still horny?" I ask now.

"A tad," He says, which makes me snicker. "Are you in pain?"

"My foot is in a small deal of pain, but other then that, no." I answer. Harry nods and strokes my fingers with his.

"Can I get you anything?" I smile softly by his words and shake my head 'no'. I feel his lips kiss the top of my head, causing my eyes to close by his actions.

"I love you." I say to my boyfriend.

"I love you more." Harry says while holding me against his chest. 

***

I woke up around seven, as I always do the following day.

Harry was awake by the time I woke up, which made me wonder for a while what he was doing. He usually sleeps in if he can, so I was a little skeptical to why he was up before I was.

My grandma should be here anytime now, and I'm making sure her room is perfect for her. I want her to be as comfortable as possible.

I limp my way over to the living room and see Harry typing on his phone. His eyebrows are furrowed down and his lip is between his front teeth. "Everything okay?" I ask him.

"Yeah," His green eyes look up to me. "My parents are down in New Jersey to see my siblings and they sent me some photos and what not." Harry tells me while locking his phone and placing it beside his body.

"Why didn't you go?" I ask while sitting by him.

"Because I wanted to be here with you." He says.

My head tilts to the side by his answer. I don't answer Harry because the doorbell goes off.

"I'll get it," Harry tell me while standing up from the couch we were both seated on. 

It sucks that I can't really walk. I can hardly do anything by myself, I always need help doing things and I hate asking for help.

I soon hear chatter being made, and my Grandmothers voice travels closer towards me. I sit up more and look to the walkway and see her and Harry walk into the living room. 

"There's my favorite grandchild." Her voice says happily. Her small arms soon wrap around my body.

"How was the drive?" I ask her.

"Boring, but it was worth it," She says. Her hand strokes my lower back soothingly. "How's your foot darling?" My grandma brings up.

"Healing slowly." I say through a small sigh.

She pulls away from our hug and flattens down my hair. "I'm so sorry she did that to you," Her hazel eyes look gloomy. "Did you eat breakfast though?" 

"No, I woke up an hour or so ago," I tell her. "I can make you something if you're hungry." I offer.

She chuckles by my words. "Of course not. I will make us all a big breakfast. You need to eat as well as Harry," Her eyes glance over to my boyfriend who's standing a distance away. "You both need meat on your bones Jesus," She stands from the couch. "Harry, would you mind helping me grab the grocery's from my car?" 

"I got them, you can relax." He tells my grandmother with a polite smile. Harry soon disappears from the room and she sits down beside me. Her hand rests on my knee and we make eye contact.

"So, when's the wedding?" Her sentence makes me laugh.

"I'm not even thinking that far ahead Gram," I say with simmering laughter.

"Well, you should. He's a very good looking boy, and you're a very beautiful girl. Imagine how cute your kids would be!" She exclaims with a wide smile and crinkled eyes.

I shake my head and snicker. "I'll start thinking about that once I've gotten a job after college." I tell her. 

My grandma just smiles at me and squeezes my hand. 

A://N

hello! i'm officially on my 5 day break so i hopefully can update more :)

if this gets 50 comments i'll update again :p

~lauren