Ready To Run

Cuddling Cures Everything

"Where are we then?" I ask watching as the elevator moves higher.
"It's my apartment I use while I stay here" he tells me. I realise in the past few days I haven't seen where Harry was staying as we had always just hung around at my apartment.
"Oh okay." I say, finding myself happy that I was finally going to see where my boyfriend lived.

The elevator doors open to reveal the largest apartment I had even seen.
"Wow" I mutter, leaving the elevator and enter the apartment.

The apartment was open plan and opened straight into the living room section. The room was coloured black and white with the walls being painted white and the majority of the furniture being a slick black colour. There was a beautiful black winding staircase in the corner that led up to a second floor. Everything looked really clean and expensive I was afraid of ruining it just from standing here.

"You like?" Harry grins, watching me take in the large apartment.
"It's alright" I shrug nonchalantly but I know that Harry can see straight through it. He chuckles at me, pulling me down to the nearest couch with him.
"It looks really expensive" I admit still looking around "I feel like I'm gonna break something" I add honestly and Harry laughs again.
"You'll be fine" he assures me grinning.

"Let's watch a film" Harry offers, switching the TV on and flicking through Netflix. "Any ideas?" He added turning to look at me.
"Nope. All you" I laugh, grabbing a white blanket from the back of the couch and opening it up.

Harry eventually decided to watch The Hunger Games so I pulled him close to me and flung the blanket over him too. He ended up lying with his head on my shoulder and his arms wrapped around my waist while I played with his hair gently.

"Are you nervous for tomorrow?" Harry asks me a while later.
"A little. What if people don't like me there and I get kicked straight out?" I admitted, feeling his shift his head as I talk. I look down at him and see him staring back up at me with a serious face, his eyebrows pointed down which scrunched his nose up slightly.

"They'd be idiots not to like you" He tells me seriously, taking my hand in his to rub small circles.
"You think?" I grin tilting my head to look at him better.
"I know" he corrects, grinning back proudly. I smile brightly and pull him chin up off my shoulder slightly so I could lean down and press a kiss to his soft lips.

He smiles into the kiss, carefully manoeuvring  himself up so he was sat on his knees and had a better angle. I felt one hand gently push my hair that had fallen out of the way and rested under my ear while the other griped my hip and pulled me closer to him. Now it was my turn to smile as I brought my own hands up and wrapped them around his shoulders, bringing us even closer.

The kiss was quickly turning into a make out session on his couch now as he kissed me even deeper. His hand moved to push my shirt up slightly so his hand could rest on the skin underneath instead of the thick material.

A sudden bang from the TV shocked us both and we jumped apart to see what had happened. Apparently a tribute had died and the cannon had gone off to signal it. Harry and I looked back at each other and immediately started giggling at how dramatic we had both been.

"Do you wanna order some food?" Harry asks after we quieted down.
"Sure. What do you fancy?" I asked watching as he pulled his phone out.
"Chinese?" He offered and I nodded happily.

He ordered the food online before tossing his phone away and pulling me closer again.
"So when are you leaving London?" I ask him as I cuddle into his side.
"Eager to get rid of me are you?" He jokes, poking my sides.
"Yeah my other boyfriend is waiting to see me" I say in a serious voice.

"I'll be leaving in about a week and you can tell him to fuck off I'm not sharing you" Harry grins his eyes still fixed on the movie.
"No?" I grin looking up at him. From this angle and notice his sharp jawline and prominent cheekbones. Did this man have any flaws?
"No. You're mine. " he tells me, looking back at me from the screen. He leans down and gives me a chaste kiss before turning his attention back to the screen.

I grinned to myself, snuggling down into his side even more under the warm blanket. I felt an intense happiness just sat here snuggling and watching a movie with Harry. I never wanted this moment to end, Harry's steady breathing soothing all my nervousness about tomorrow away. I didn't want for him to have to start his tour and go far away from me for so long but I knew that the band was his passion and there's no way I'm going to get in the way of that.

"I can feel you thinking" Harry whispers, making me giggle. "Penny for your thoughts?" He offered, taking my hand in his again.

"I'm thinking about how I'm gonna sneak off to my other boyfriends later" I joke, causing Harry to shove my side lightly, despite the smile on his face.
"Come on" he whines, giving me the cutest puppy dog eyes of all time.
"Fine" I sigh, unable to say no when he pulls that little stunt. "I'm thinking about how much I enjoy spending time with you and how I don't want it to end" I tell him, trying to act nonchalant but blushing furiously.

"You're so adorable" he grins pulling me over so I sat sideways on his lap. "I don't want it to end either" he says as he pulls the blanket over us both. I grin back, pecking his lips, only to be interrupted by a knock on the door.

"It's probably the food" I whisper, not quite knowing why since the delivery person couldn't hear me if I spoke normally.
"I'll get it" he whispers back, helping me off his lap and walking towards the door. He accepts the food of the young delivery man, the aroma immediately making me hungry.

"Thank god" I smile, pausing the movie and following Harry to the kitchen. He opens the takeout and gets us both cutlery, before walking back out, me following behind like an eager puppy.
"Here you go" he laughs, finally handing me my food as he sat as the table.
"Thank you" I grin, taking the food and digging in, too comfortable with Harry to care about looking 'ladylike'.

Like a true gentleman, Harry doesn't comment, instead smirking at me as he dug into his own food. I smile innocently at him, causing him to roll his eyes and look back down at his food.
"What will I do with you?" He sighs, shaking his head sadly.
"I can think off a few things" I wink, causing him to almost choke on his food while I burst out laughing at his reaction.

"I hate you" he blushes, refusing to meet my eyes.
"No you don't" I smirk watching as a fond smile appeared on his face.
"No. I don't" he repeats finally meeting my gaze with a content smile on his face.

Did anyone else watch Harry's Grammy performance? It was amazayn!!!
Sorry that this update took forever! I'm gonna be trying to update more regularly! Hope you enjoyed this chapter XxX