Chapter18:

LOVEY'S POV           I was feeling a strong hand against my cheek. I gradually opened my eyes. Harry was sitting on the side of the bed. He was in grey coat pants and a white shirt. Like always he was handsome and his two buttons were unfastened. At once, I sat up on the bed.        " Good morning," he said slowly with a smile,       " Morning. " I murmured, still shocked. I was looking at him with big eyes.        I scrolled my gaze around. It was unfamiliar to me. I raised my hand to tuck my hair. I wasn't in my clothes. I winced and panicked. Immediately, I remembered, I changed it myself. I glanced at my left out of the window. It was dark in the sky.        " It's not morning. " I said to him.        " It's four o'clock in the morning. Get ready, we're going back to your mother's house. " he smiled       I returned his smile, " I don't wanna bathe early. I hate it when I still want to sleep. Let's go like this." I stepped down off the bed and started to walk to the door. He held