PRESENT DAY TIME
CALIFORNIA
I skipped down the stairs lightly, my bare feet making padding noises against the polished wood flooring . the large fluffy grey blanket I had wrapped around my shoulders had started to slip and I tightened it twice around me again.
I watched Harry from the bottom of the stairs.
He stood at the large marble counter-island in the middle of our kitchen. The warm sunlight of the morning coming through the windows and hitting him just right he seemed to sparkle. He was wearing only plaid blue and green pj bottoms, flipping pancakes at the stove.
Harry looked up at me, his brown lighter looking brown curls bouncing, and his face lit up. "Good Morning angel" he said in his crisp British accent.
I strode over to him and his green eyes followed me. I came up behind him and wrapped the blanket around the two of us and pushed my forehead against his back.
"Good Morning" I whispered
"How did you sleep?" He asked softly.
"I slept well" I said a little louder "I'm a bit sleepy"
Harry chuckled and fipped over a pancake releaving a perfect golden brown coulor. The smell of batter and hot sugar filling the room. My arms were wrapped around Harry's bare torso and my eyes fluttered shut.
"You smell nice"
We stood there together, Harry making us breakfast and me clinging to him like a koala and swayed back and forth. Harry started to hum the tune of "Buttercup Baby" by The Foundations
Why do you fill me up?
Buttercup Baby just to let me down
The final pancake was added to the growing pile on the platter and the stove turned off with a gentle click.
Harry turned around to face me with the biggest grin on his face, the dimples in his cheeks looking very prominent.
Before I knew my feet were off the ground, a squeal escaped my mouth.
"Harry!"I yelped, laughing with surprise.
He was holding me bridal style and looked down at me, saying nothing but smiling. I threw my head back in laughter. Harry tossed me onto the couch with ease and i bounced up and down, before he climbed on top of me.
I ran my hands over his chest eventually joining each other at the back of his neck. I hooked my leg over the side of his waist and gave him a peck on the cheek.
He responded by kissing my lips three times and burying his head in the crook of my neck.
----------I looked out the large bay window next to the couch, the light pink cherry tree was rustling with the light wind, the warm sunlight hitting my face and Harry's arms around me.
I sighed, moments like these make me feel truly happy.
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