Two Ghosts [h.s]

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I potted my avocado. It's sitting outside on the table on top of a mason jar with toothpicks sticking inside. Her name is Percy the avocado. 

When I placed the toothpicks in I somehow nicked my finger, and after yelping in pain Harry came to the rescue.

"What are you doing?" Asking, he runs into the kitchen like I've just been shot and when he sees me he takes a relieved breath as I have a whole ass seed in my hand. Sitting at the kitchen counter he sits down beside me.

"I'm growing an avocado, what else?" Shoving the pick inside It slides over the seed and pricks the pad of my fingers causing me to flinch in pain. "Ouch- oh fuck." Shaking my hands in the air Harry takes my hand, bringing it to his eyes and inspecting it.

"I think you're okay."  Kissing the pad of my finger he holds out his hand, "let me do it."  Smiling, I hand him the seed shouting orders about where they have to be placed. After a couple of minutes, Percy's all done up looking sexy as heck. Running outside with her I place her right under the sun.

Harry's been taking plenty of pictures recently and each click warms my heart. He wanted all of his memories to be on film and every so often I see him taking videos of me. Whether I'm sleeping, doing something stupid or laughing.

We've been star-watching plenty. Just laying on the grass as I tell him stories and cuddle up against him. I think he knows them all by now.

Now Harry has me sitting on top of the counter as he's making cookies. I was cutting up watermelon beside him but I almost chopped off my finger. As soon as I gasped and the knife slammed against the cutting board he was quick to intercept.

"Okay, that's enough before you stab out your eyes." Taking the knife from me like im holding a bomb once set down he's lifting me onto the counter, stepping between my legs, "are you okay? Get cut?"  In a panic he grabs my hands, looking over each fingertip as I grin.

"Perfectly fine."  He looks up in a worried huff as he kisses my palms.

Sitting Next to him as he walks through the kitchen I lean my head up and over in temptation at the cookie dough. When he looks at me he smirks, "get your face out of my bowl."

"I just want a taste." I laugh dipping my finger in the bowl and placing it between my lips. Harry watches amused as I place my finger in my mouth with a hum. Going back to place my finger in, he slides it away from me and my body stills.

Sitting up with my jaw dropped I laugh, "Hey, that's not nice!" Reaching forward once more he watches as I dip my finger in the bowl. Bringing it to my lips he stares at me.

"There's not going to be anything left." Harry grabs the bowl turning his body to walk away but I hook my legs around his waist, pulling him close. Harry simply chuckles, placing his finger on my chin and tilting my head up. "You're gonna get a disease or somethin, there's eggs in there-"

I dip my finger right back in.

"You're literally an old man mentality." I suck on the dough before pulling my finger out with a pop. "Try some, it's good."

With an idolizing smile as he just stares at me, he shakes his head, "I'm not going to have any left to make cookies for you."

"Have you ever had cookie dough before?" I reach forward once again but he shifts it away. I lean my head back in a groan, "come on, this is what you get for not letting me lick the spoon." Grabbing his arm, pulling him towards me once I get the bowl in front of me he lifts it up.

"You have to wait, baby," as I glare he simply pecks my lips. 

Resting against them he simply smirks, "and yeah, I have had cookie dough before you dork." Kissing me once more I take the opportunity and wrap my hands around his neck, lifting myself up to climb on his chest.