His Little Secret

Chapter 14

Lily's POV
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I woke up around 10 minutes ago and I really don't wanna move. Especially because Harry fell asleep on me and I don't want to wake him.

The only thing I really remember from last night is watching movies, cuddling, and going through many bags of popcorn. I really enjoyed the time with Harry last night. He is so warm and I love it.

I know I should be doing work on looking on ways to get to America. America seems so much better then hear. We just need a fresh start. I need to get away from memories with my parents and pretty much everyone in England hates Harry so he needs somewhere where people don't know him.

I carefully slide out from underneath him and go to start a pot of coffee. It's only around eight thirty so I'm still super tired. Plus Harry like coffee in the morning and I can't say I don't like it.

I start making pancakes and bacon. I really don't want to start looking yet. That was Harry's job but he barely gets up until I jump on him.

After finishing the pancakes I walk to the room to wake Harry. I'm glad he's asleep on his back so I have the chance to straddle his torso to wake him. I straddle his torso and kiss him tugging on his lip.

"Harry wake up" I coo.

Harry groans and pulls me down onto his chest and kisses me passionately. I kiss him back and push my fingers into his hair. I really love waking him up this way. I like the intimate kisses and I know he enjoys it too.

"Stay in bed with me Lily" he demands softly.

"Harry you know we can't now get up. I made breakfast so we have something to eat before we get to work"

"Lillian work can wait"

"Harry you know damn well that it is super important that we get this done as soon as possible"

He sighs unable to argue against my point. Slowly standing he stretches and puts on pajama pants and takes me into his arms.

"I could hold you like this all day" he mumbles into the back of my head.

"C'mon Harry we need to eat before it gets cold" I slip out of his grip and walk to the kitchen making two plates making sure he gets more food than I.

I fill two mugs with coffee and put one next to his plate and sip the other. I like mine black and so does Harry. Occasionally I'll put French Vanilla creamer in it but we don't have any at the moment.

I sit at the table and begin eating. I would love to eat with Harry but we don't have the time to wait. We need to start within the next half hour or so.

Slowly Harry walks out his head down.

"You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine Lily just a bit tired. Late night, ya know?"

"Yeah but Harry you know how much we need to get to America as soon as we can. You know how much drama we have here and how badly we need to escape it. Together"

"Yes Lillian I know. You tell me this, what, twenty times a day?"

"Harry please stop with this. Just eat the breakfast I made and drink your coffee" I sigh in defeat. Morning have never been his things

"So Harry...I was thinking that we are going to need a lot more money to successfully go to America."

"Okay so I'll get a job? Doesn't sound hard."

"We'll get jobs. Things like waiters or fast food workers. I don't think either of us have even stepped foot on a college campus."

"Okay it doesn't sound that hard Lily but how do we find time to plan what we are doing and still work enough hours to get the money to go to America?"

"We'll work mornings and plan at night?"

"Lily you know, especially right now, that I cannot do mornings."

"I know, I know Harry but is rather have you grumpy in the morning at a job then grumpy while I have to put up with you."

"You're so flattering" he says sarcastically and rolls his eyes.

For the next five minutes we eat in silence. Either I pissed him off enough or he has nothing to say. I don't wanna push him anymore because as mentioned he is not a morning person.

After we finish I wash the plates and clean up while Harry logs into the computer. We will need to come up with the money for a visa. We can support ourselves but we don't have enough for other things.

There was a knock on the door. I wait to see if Harry was getting it but I guess he's not.

When I open the door there was a lady that looked the same age as my mom. Who the hell is this?

"Uh hi...why are you here?"

"Oh I thought this was my sons house. Harry? I was here yesterday and he was here..." The women says.

"Harry? Harry Styles? Oh he's busy. Wait...Are you his mother? I'm Lily his, well it's complicated" I smile at her softly "Come in."

She walks in. "Would you like anything to drink?" I remember when Harry asked me that. Stupid thing to remember but it's really memorable for me.

"Oh no thanks. I'm fine. Do you think I could talk to Harry?"

"Oh of course. I'll get him" I get up and walk to Harry.

"Ready to get to work baby?" Harry asks.

"Actually...your mother is here. She wants to talk to you."

Harry sighs and gets up walking to the living room with me. He sits down on the couch silently and looks at his mother.

"Well spill it mum we do t have the time for this"

"Harry they found your father. He was killed. They still haven't found the stuff."

"Well mum. One, how did they find him so soon? Two, it's actually a good thing that he's dead. He's spoiled enough for us. For you. Is that all?"

"Harry be nice to her! Why don't you stay for dinner?" I ask his mother.

"Oh no I couldn't Lily but thank you" she kindly declines.

"Okay you're welcome anytime" I smile and walk her to the door. "Sorry for his attitude"

"Oh dear you don't need to apologize" she laughs "have a nice day"

"You too" I smile and walk back inside.

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A/N: Omg over 600 reads now?! I think I'm gonna try updating every Friday or Sunday guaranteed. I appreciate everyone who reads my book. I really do. Thank you <3