I'll make a cup of coffee for your head.
Get you up and going out of bed.

~Coffee by Beabadoobee~

HARRY'S POV:

    I wake up, and immediately I'm alarmed because I'm not alone in my bed. I don't panic as I look down to see a sleeping Sterling under me. Her arms are wrapped all the way around me loosely, and she looks so peaceful in her sleep. She's incredibly quiet, her lips parted softly as she breathes through them, and her eyes closed lightly. It's odd because I remember waking her up once before this a month or so ago.

She was sprawled out, and a complete mess. I guess it depends on the day with her. She kept reminding me that she had to sneak back out, but I kept telling her to stay a little longer... I didn't mean for her to stay, but she did... and I know she'll blame me, but she'll get over it quickly like she always does. I laugh softly to myself, imagining the conversation in my head as I look at her.

    Right now she looks untouchable, like she's not even real...Like.. Like a dream, and I just stare, ignoring the fact that we're both going to be in deep shit if I don't sneak her out of here. I move my hand on her cheek, brushing her hair off of it, and holding it closely. She stirs a bit, her eyebrows drawing in as she lays. Her eyes softly flutter open, and look around before settling on me. Once they lock with mine they go from tired to wide awake instantly. She has the same realization I just did as soon as it sinks in.. Now she knows. We're in deep shit. I place my finger to my lips silencing her, and she stills, keeping quiet, but I don't say anything now, I just look at her, and she shrugs, wondering what I'm going on about I assume

    "Why did you let me fall asleep?" She whispers quickly at me, and I laugh, keeping her in place so she doesn't start physically panicking like I know she's already doing mentally.

    "Because I was also falling asleep, it's not like I forced you to stay either. Stop trying to get up, stay here, I like you here." I tell her, holding her close to me, and she gives up. Her movements stop but her expression is anything but calm, and relaxed.

    "I like being here too but I can't just stay here forever. My dad is already at work, but your mom.. And your sister, and Robin, oh my god, Robin cannot see me sneaking out of your room, I swear I'll-" I cover her mouth with my hand and she glares at me. I know she hates that, I know she hates that more than she can even put into words but she's panicking for nothing... Well kind of.

    "Calm down. Robin is already at work, let me talk to our only safe bet in this really quick hold on." I tell her, taking my hand off of her lips, and reaching behind my head for my phone. It's around ten thirty meaning I was right, Robin is gone already and at work, but I'm not sure about my mum. I call Gemma, and hear her groan from downstairs.

    "What?" She asks, and I pull the phone away from my ear at the tone.

    "Who pissed in your breakfast this morning? I was just going to ask if mum is home, and if she is please be discreet, it's important." I tell her, and I try to make my voice as calm, but serious as possible, knowing Gemma will help me out if she understands.

    "She left about twenty minutes ago to run some errands, and said she'd be back in about two hours.. She's going to want to talk to you when she's back though so prepare yourself, maybe call Sterling and ask her to come over." Gem suggests, and I chuckle to myself.

    "That won't be necessary." I mumble under my breath, and hear her start to reply, I hang up the phone, and I hear her scoff all the way downstairs.

    "Why'd you hang up you little dickhead!" She yells up here, and I laugh to myself, turning back to Sterling as I throw my phone next to me.

    "Mum isn't home it's just Gemma, but I need you back here within the next hour so you can either borrow some clothes, and use a spare toothbrush, or you can go home and change, but either way Gemma is going to probably freak out a bit so prepare yourself." I warn her, and sit myself up. She sighs in relief, closing her eyes as if her life is flashing before them.

    "I could've just snuck back out the window, but the only reason I even snuck up here last night is because I knew she was sleeping. If your mom was here, and she was awake, and caught me sneaking out Harry I would've died of embarrassment I think." She shakes her head, and I smirk as I turn to her. She's always up for a challenge when she knows she's not going to get caught. The moment she knows there's a risk, or a chance of her getting into trouble she panics. She can't control being caught, she needs control. She only snuck out when we went to the baseball field because she was sure her dad would never know. She also didn't think there'd be a chance of anyone actually catching us on the field.. I'm not sure if she really thought last night through at all.

*Play Coffee by Beabadoobee*

    "Don't go yet..." I still her as she starts moving, and she stays now, looking at me, almost like she's questioning me. "I just like this moment... and I know I won't have it again so I want to sit in for a few more minutes..." I explain, and she settles herself, laying her head back down as she lays on her side, one of her hands resting under her cheek as she looks at me.

    "Well... Well.." She starts a thought but stops herself, and I feel the smallest smile creeping onto my lips as I look at her, seeing her retract her thoughts.

    "Well what... Don't go shy on me now baby." I brush my hand across her face, and before I can move it she captures it there, placing her hand on top of mine so it stays put, cupping her cheek.

    "Well what if you could have it again... One day? Did you ever think of that?" She asks me, and I smile wider now, letting my thumb glide across the silkiness of her warm skin, right over the curve of her prominent cheekbones. Her skin is flush, a bit rosy in the morning, but still as beautiful as ever.

    "I have thought about it.. I think about it all the time Sterling." I admit to her, feeling my heart speed up. It just moved all the way from last place to first, that's how quickly it jump started at my own statement.. I can't believe I actually admitted that, she's going to think I'm-

    "Really? When you say all the time what do you mean? How do you mean? What exactly are you thinking about? I must know everything." She moves quickly, rolling on her stomach so she can prop her arms up, and rest her face between her hands. She gives me a sweet close lipped smile, and I know as she stares at me that she's not going to let me out of answering. I'm backed into a corner, but I backed myself into it.

    "I mean I catch myself daydreaming.. And I always would, back in England, and even a few months ago, but it's different now because I don't daydream about some flat in dreary, rainy England, or some dormitory at Stanford. I don't dream of the place I dream of you, a star right in front of me, and I dream about what exactly could become of us, and what we've created so far.." I start, keeping my hand pressed flat to the mattress now as she looks at me, her hair a natural mess, curtaining around her face, and billowing down her back.

    "And when you say you've thought about this... About times like this I mean.." She pushes on, and I shouldn't be surprised. She likes details.. I do too. We thrive off of them, and I know that's what she's looking for now.

    "Waking up next to you I mean... Just like this morning even though it was an accident. I sometimes think about how it would be if it wasn't an accident.. That's what I mean." I feel her move her hand forward, taking it within her own. She lifts it up, opening it wide so she can place hers on top of it, measuring the difference in size between hers and mine which is significant. I smile as she stares, her cheeks growing red.

    "Tell me more." She speaks softly, lost in her own daydream it seems.

    "I imagine waking you up in the morning or sometimes you me. Always with kisses, or soft touches, even a pillow to the face, or one of us tugging the covers from the other because one of us stole them during the night... No matter how it is I imagine all of it. If I wake up before you though I imagine waking you up with coffee, and-"

    "But I don't like coffee." She laughs, intertwining our fingers now. I pull her towards me, wrapping my arm around her lower back so she's laying on my chest partly. She presses her hands to my chest now, looking down on me, and I reach up, brushing her hair away from her face, shaking my own head.

    "I know you don't like coffee, not yet, but you will because when we move away I will need to find the best coffee place I can, and you're going to come with me to every single one of them. So you'll learn to like it." I explain to her, and she rolls her eyes.

    "Okay, continue." She laughs, tracing her fingers over my chest softly. I'm not completely used to the touch, but it doesn't send chills, it sends electricity throughout my entire body, it makes me feel alive.

    "I'll wake you up with coffee, and pancakes, that is if you always want them and I know you will... Everyday I'll get this moment. A moment where I can wake you up, and see you like no one else can, and I'll feel just as happy as I do right now, and I'll get you up and going, and out of bed. I'll make sure you're ready to go on whatever adventure you need to go on that day, and... and I don't know the rest. It goes in a lot of different ways, too many to explain, but today.." I shake my head, not wanting this to end.

    "But today we've got to worry because I can't get caught." She pokes my chest again, and I smile, looking up at her as she leans over me.

    "Well you're not going to get caught if we hurry up, mum will be home in around an hour or so." I tell her, getting up. She already pushed herself out of bed, and it's obvious to me that neither of us want to leave our little nest, but we know we have to. Her eyes look a bit tired, and her cheeks a bit flushed from the rush we woke up to, but she's still beautiful, and her eyes are kind too. She slides her shoes on her feet, bending down to tie them, and she hurries, grabbing her phone, heading straight for the door.

    "I'll come back in like thirty minutes, let me kinda get ready.. Also that way if my dad asks me when I came over here I don't have to lie, I can tell him whenever I actually come over. Do you need anything? I can go pickup breakfast? I still have some of those pancake cups if you-"

    "What the hell." Gemma speaks up as Sterling jumps down the last step. I step behind her, and notice Gemma's eyes moving between me and Sterling, looking more than confused at the sight.

    "Goodmorning Gemma." Sterling waves, gives a smile, and heads for the door. "See you guys in a few!" She chirps, obviously her entire demeanor changing now that she knows she's in the clear. "I love you!" She calls out to me, and she walks right out the door, leaving me standing in the middle of my living room, still wearing nothing but my sweatpants. I put my hands on my hips, my mind reminiscing on the night I had, sleeping next to her, and holding her through the night, getting to wake up next to her, and enjoy a few moments of peace within that. I think back to what my mum said, knowing that when we both go to college we have every right to move in with each other.. We'll be away.. I like what I felt this morning, and all night last night.. And I want it again, sooner rather than-

    "Hello!" I feel a pillow hit my face, and I turn quickly, looking straight to my sister. I pick the pillow up off of the ground, and walk towards the couch, throwing it down again as I sit myself next to her.

    "What?" I ask, and I keep the smile on my lips, letting it fold into a smirk as I look ahead.

    "Did you fuck Sterling? Right next door to me? I don't care what you do with her, but.. Right next to where I'm sleeping? And mum, and Robin too.. Disgusting!" Gemma swats at my arms, and I scoff, looking next to me in shock, being brought down from the high I was feeling as I reminisced, but now I'm brought straight back into reality. Thanks Gemma.

    "Can you not say it like that? And no, I'm... No, we haven't had sex yet. She just snuck in through the window and stayed over, we both had shitty days yesterday, and she was worried about me." I shake my head, and cross my arms too, partly out of protection in some ways... I'm not sure why I feel so vulnerable now.

    "Awe, you guys haven't had sex yet?" She asks, and I sigh out, knowing I don't want to have this conversation.

    "Gemma we've only known each other for four months.. Not everyone gets to that step as quickly as others, and either way.. Even if she was ready I'm.. I'm not yet, and she's okay with that." I cross my arms over my chest, rubbing my hands up and down as I do, feeling uncomfortable talking to her about it.

    "I get it, I get it! You don't have to defend yourself to me. That stupid bitch ruined sex for you, and now Sterling is making up for that, I get it.. Either way though I think it's sweet.. Because I know Sterling hasn't yet, and with you.. If it's you, you'll make it cute and sweet, and you'll do something special." She teases me, and shoves my shoulder. I feel my cheeks getting red, and she squeals sitting on her knees. "You wanna be her first don't you!" She teases me harder, pushing and pulling on my shoulder.

    "Did you know that the reason we blush is because the blood is rushing to our face. It's actually a defense mechanism, kind of like a way to avoid our fight or flight in confrontational settings?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

    "Sounds like you're deflecting.. Answer me!" She pushes further, and I shove her back now.

    "Okay fine! Yes, of course that's what I want, and yes I've thought about it. I'm not ready yet, and I doubt she is either, but I hope to be her first, because I'd rather it be me, someone I know will be careful with her... I'll treat her the way she deserves, and the way I wished I was treated... I know how guys can be." I defend myself as I confess, and Gemma clasps her hands to her chest, her eyes softening.

    "You know, you don't do that as much anymore..." She changes the subject, letting her softness disappear as she clicks the remote at the TV.

    "I don't do what?" I ask, and she smirks to herself as she looks in front of her, paying me no mind, but talking to me aimlessly.

    "The fact thing. You used to do it every sentence, deflecting questions, and attention from yourself so you could tell us the next random fact... You did it constantly, and now it's like I wouldn't hear one even if I asked.." She chuckles to herself, and I shrug.

    "I was deflecting. I knew I was smart, but I wanted everyone else to know it, and not question it. It was an anxiety thing as well.. Instead of talking about normal things that I had no experience in, I could talk about things I knew, and I was sure of.. I was never sure of myself, so I deflected with facts... Now I don't really.. Well I'm more comfortable with myself now so I don't really have to... At first I stopped because I didn't want people to think I was weird.. Now I've stopped doing it as much because I know that I'm weird, and it's who I am, and I'm okay with that.. I don't need to prove myself to everyone, cause I've already proven me to myself." I explain, and I see her melt back into the soft gushy state she was in before with each word that I speak.

    "I could kiss Sterling I think... That's how much I love her." Gemma gushes, and I laugh.

    "Why do you say that?" I ask, looking towards the tv that's playing mindless cartoons.

    "Because she's your one, and I was waiting for this day, not for me but for you because no offense... Since we were kids you've always been the weird one, you've never really stuck with people well, or doing anything besides studying... So to see you so happy, and with someone who makes you feel normal, so sure of yourself and wanted, and... and okay being you.. It's refreshing, and to see her be someone like Sterling who's just as smart, and beautiful... I swear she's like a gift from the gods." Gemma gushes, and I find myself blushing again, my cheeks heating, I look in front of me, my smile growing as the cartoons play. I bring my finger up to my lips, pulling my bottom lip between my forefinger, and my pointer as I think about her just as Gemma has explained. My mind wanders, and my thoughts jumble, knowing when it comes to her I can never think straight. Gemma is right, she's normally right, but this time especially.. Sterling really is my one.

    The last two weeks of summer have been a true breeze. Sterling, and I have completed the rest of the bucket list with the exception of one thing. I kept pushing it off, but now that summer is over there's not telling when it will get done.. Well that's what she thinks, but I've got a plan... A giant plan actually. But that plan will be put on hold for a long while until I can officially make it happen, and I'll have to pull a lot of strings to make it possible. I still have no idea what will happen with Stephanie, and the authorities either.. We've done everything we can so far, but heard nothing back... So right now I focus on her, and only her... and school, that's important too.

    "Okay, backpack." Gemma pushes my bag to my chest. I stumble back a bit, taking it in my hands.

    "Gemma, why are you even awake right now?" I ask, knowing she should be sleeping. She doesn't start classes till next week now that she's transferred to Oregon state.

    "It's your first day of american school! I've got to make sure you're ready for this!" She shouts.

    "Wait! Here's your breakfast! A healthy mind needs fuel!" Mum runs through the entryway, and towards me as quickly as she can. She passes me a bagel in a bag, and a coffee in one of the take away cups she got for me.

    "How's the coffee?" I ask, starting to open the container.

    "Black with a few sugars just like you always take it, now go get Sterling and make sure she's awake." My mum starts to shove me out the door, and Gemma pulls me back.

    "You're forgetting something!!!" Gemma urges as she reaches to the side table behind her. She grabs the red tulips that I had specifically gotten Sterling last night, knowing it would brighten her morning to get them.

    "Okay, flowers, bag, coffee, keys, I'm leaving now." I roll my eyes, and start to turn around.

    "No! Uh- uh! We've got some things to go over, now what did I tell you yesterday? Repeat!" She snaps her fingers in my face.

    "Don't take anyone's shit." I sigh, wanting to speed this up.

    "Yes, and-" She waves me on.

    "If anyone gives me shit, and I can't handle it, remind them I have a sister that will hurt them." I sigh.

    "And?" She asks quickly.

    "And if they don't believe me then find out where they live so you can find them." I urge on, knowing all of this will be useless.

    "Good, and for Sterling, what did I say?" She asks.

    "Give her whatever she wants throughout the entire school year because if I hurt her, or break her heart, you will hurt and break me." I roll my eyes, knowing that's just as useless. "Okay, can I leave? I'm going to end up making me and