YOUR POV:
It had been a long exhausting day. You and Harry had traveled across the U.S. for his next show, rushing to the arena for sound check. You had helped set everything up and helped get Harry ready for his performance. “Good luck H.” you kissed him softly on the lips.
Harry smiled and kissed you back. “Are you going to watch?”
“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and smiled. “I just want to change clothes and grab a water first.” You attention turned to the stage where the band had begun playing the first song. You reluctantly stepped back from Harry and gave him a thumbs up. “Youre going to kill it tonight.”
“Only because youre here.” He winked and ran out on stage. The fans went crazy and you couldnt help but smile at the boy on stage. You wandered back to the dressing room in search of your water bottle and a new shirt. Your stomach growled. You couldn’t even remember the last thing you had eaten. You changed shirts and dropped to the couch with your water bottle in hand. Even though you wanted to head back to the stage, you decided a minute of quiet and some time alone would do you good. You were scrolling through your instagram, yawning every few minutes. Harry was only a few songs in, so you decided a 20 minute nap would make the rest of the night much more fun. You grabbed Harry’s hoodie from the floor and pulled it over your body as a blanket. You meant to set an alarm, but instead you just switched your phone off of silent and dropped it to the floor. Within a few minutes, you were out cold.
HARRY’S POV:
Harry was tired. His show wasn’t going the greatest either. He felt extremely low on energy. He was at least grateful to sleep in a hotel bed tonight rather than the airplane seat he had last night. He kept looking to the side of the stage hoping you would be there cheering him on. It always gave him an extra boost to get through the second set. You were nowhere to be found, and that was a little concerning but he continued on. After the last song of the night, Harry thanked the audience for coming and waved goodbye. He wandered backstage looking for you, only to come up short handed. He wandered into his dressing room and smiled. Hie eyes drifted to your body, curled in a ball on the couch and buried under his hoodie. He pressed a kiss to your cheek hoping to wake you up, but you didn’t even move. Harry decided to let you sleep a little longer, so he jumped in a shower and cleaned up. He was hoping you would be awake when he walked out, but instead you were still on the couch, eyes closed, face half buried in the sleeve of his sweatshirt. Harry smiled, your mouth was open and drool was dripping down your cheek. You looked so perfect, so content. He ran his finger over your cheek and yawned himself. “(y/n)…” he whispered. If he could get you up, the two of you could head back to the hotel for the night. “Babe…wake up..” Harry had no luck, you were out and he was exhausted. He yawned and slid onto the couch next to you. He pulled you against his chest and nuzzled his chin into the crook of your neck. He trailed kisses along your cheek before closing his eyes and drifting to sleep.
YOUR POV:
You opened your eyes. It felt like you had only been asleep for a few minutes so you reached for your phone. I can still make it for the last song…You then realized Harry’s bare arms were wrapped around you. You frowned and bit your lip. You had missed the whole concert. You turned and your frown turned into a smile. He was snoring softly, his eyes closed, and his body wrapped around yours. You pressed your lips to his and smiled. He blinked a few times, registering what was happening and then kissed you back. He sat up, you moving to his lap. You kissed him softly before he pulled away. “Morning sleeping beauty.” His voice was extra deep, covered in a thick accent that only occurred when he was very tired.
“I’m sorry I missed the show..”
“It’s okay..I understand.” He yawned and smiled. “We’ve had a long couple of days and youre not used to it like I am.” Harry touched his nose to yours.
“I meant to set an alarm..” You laughed and Harry smiled.
“I’m kind of glad you didn’t. You were so cute, drooling, cuddled in my shirt.”
“I don’t drool.”
“Oh you definitely do.” He kissed you, his warm lips crashing to yours with a grin. “But I love it, just like I love you.”
“You could’ve woken me…” you tangled your fingers in his hair.
“I tried, but you were out like a light. I figured it would be easier just to join you for a bit. Plus I’m exhausted too.”
“I’m glad you did…” You looked at him with a smile and he bit his lip.
“You know..I think you might owe me.”
“For what?”
“For missing my show.”
You laughed and shook your head. “And what exactly do I owe you?”
He kissed you, his lips opening yours, his tongue sliding into your mouth. “I think we could work something out.”
“Mhm” you pulled yourself closer to him. His hands slid up your shirt and you gently tugged at his bottom lip. “Shouldn’t we make our way back to the hotel first..”
Harry shook his head, unclipping your bra and moving his hands around to your chest. “I think we are good here…”
“What happened to you being exhausted?” you laughed as he pressed his lips to yours again.
“I think our little backstage slumber helped. Now stop talking babe….”
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