One Direction Fanfiction (On Hold)

Harry catches you singing.

You were dancing around the kitchen while making yourself a sandwich.

"I love the way you make me feel / I love it / I love it" you sang along with Ariana as loud as humanly possible.

 Why not have fun, right? Nobody was there to judge you or your singing; Harry was recording and told you he wouldn't be home until 6:00. It was 5:00 then. So, to you, that meant you had one hour to dance around making a sandwich without any judgment from the professional singer that you were proud to call your boyfriend.

"I think that I forgot the peanut butter / Forgot it" you changed the words to fit your specific situation.

You turned around to get it from the cabinet and your jaw dropped. Harry was in the doorway watching you dance and sing like an utterly silly person.

"Oh..." you sang, your pitch fading into nothing at the sight of him.

You froze with the peanut butter in you hand, blushing furiously. Oh. No. What did I just do?! How much did he see?! Oh my goodness! 

"Why did you stop?" he half seriously asked.

 You laughed nervously. Maybe because you are here now and are not supposed to be—without a warning that is!!!

"That was good, love! I was enjoying your little show!" he added with a cheeky grin while walking over to you.

He stood in front of you and gave you a hug, laughing at how embarrassed you were.

"That," he said, giving you a short kiss on the lips, "was fabulous.''

"Really?" you questioned, shaking your head 'no'.

"Yes! You have a beautiful voice! You should have told me before!" he told you, sounding somewhat upset that you kept your singing a secret from him for so long.

You smiled as a reply and went back to making your sandwich. He's sweet. I'm so glad that's over now. 

He replayed the song.

"There. Now, let's sing together!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Okay." you answered, feeling a bit shy.

"Don't be shy! I was serious; you do sing really well." he assured.

You agreed—still somewhat reluctantly—, and you both sang together.

By the end of the song, you had both finished making sandwiches for yourselves.

"How was that?" you inquired, unsure of how you did on your miniature performance.

"Lovely. Just like you." he whispered, leaning in and kissing your soft lips passionately.

 Aww,.. He's so sweet!

"Just one question." you said after it all.

"What's that?"

"How long were you standing there?"

He laughed, answering, "The whole time about."

You blushed and he comforted you with another kiss.

 I have the best boyfriend ever.

A/N: Hey! The song is by Ariana Grande. It's called The Way. If you don't know it just substitute it for a song you do know. Hope you enjoyed reading!