~Devin's POV~
The sun is peeking through the dark curtains draped over Harry's window of his room once I wake up. I don't even remember falling asleep. Harry must have carried me up here. I shift in the bed and kick something...someone. I turn and find Harry laying on his side with his arms crossed over his stomach.
His features are so different when he is sleeping, his mouth is slightly open and his hair is falling over his forehead covering his eyes.
"I can feel you watching me," his voice is low and raspy.
"I'll just turn around then," I turn my body facing the window again. But the bed shifts and the warmth of Harry's body nears mine and pulls me back against his chest.
"I didn't say you could turn away did I?” His mouth is close to my ear. "Maybe I wanted to kiss you."
"I might
