Harry touched my hair gently. His movement was gentle and careful. It seemed like he was afraid to wake me up. He was so gentle that it felt like he was touching a feather. 

He stroked my hair gently and my heart clenched under his strokes. Although he was stroking my hair softly and carefully, it felt as though he was touching my heart. 

"Lil Bing... tell me... why were you angry..." he said softly at my back. "Don’t let me make any guesses anymore... I am afraid that you'd hate me for making a wrong guess...” He came closer to my back and my heart raced as he got closer to me. The sound of my heartbeats hit against my ear drums and echoed in my head.

Suddenly, a soft kiss... gently... landed on my hair... Then, it felt like...