I yawned as I rubbed my eyes open, today was my off day and I intended to spend every second of it in pure bliss. I turned my head to the side and frowned in confusion when I found it empty. Harry had been sleeping together ever since that day last week and not sleeping together in that sense. So, it was strange to see that side of the bed empty since, most of the time, I usually left before he was awake.
I got off the bed, stretched, and went to the bathroom to do my business and brush my teeth. When I was done I opened the door and the most appetizing scent wafted through the room, causing my stomach to growl.
Harry was in a white apron that said 'How can you help? Get out of my kitchen!' We found it online and had to get it immediately because it was an accurate representation of Harry in the kitchen.
He was making eggs sunny side up, hash browns and bacon and it smelt heavenly. He looked up when he heard the door creaked and smiled in greeting, showing off his dimples. I walked over to the stool at the counter and took a seat.
"Good morning," I chirped.
"Morning, how was your sleep?" He asked, grabbing a plate for me and putting some breakfast on it.
"The best I had all week," I replied before shoving the eggs in my house. I had to hold myself back from moaning in delight. "This is so good. You should just quit singing and cook food for me, forever."
He chuckled, "Not a chance."
"Was worth a try," I murmured lowly to myself.
"Any plans for today?" He asked.
"No, why?"
"I was thinking that you could come to the studio with me. It'll be fun," He replied.
"Sure, I miss my best friend, Louis, anyways," I said with a grin.
"Hey! I thought I was your best friend," He exclaimed.
"Sorry, buddy but that spot's been taken."
"No more food for you, then," He grumbled and I gasped.
"You know what? You've suddenly been promoted to best friend. Yay, isn't that exciting?"
"It's too late for that, sorry," He said, sticking out his tongue.
"Harryyyyy, noooooo" I dragged out.
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"What is he doing?" I whispered loudly to Louis. I was pointing at Harry whose eyebrows were furrowed and was staring intently at his phone.
Louis looked over to where I was pointing and replied, with a shake of his head, "He's playing some dumb game called Merge Magic, it's so weird he always plays it whenever we're here."
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Fanfiction"Cherry flavored conversations with you Got me hanging on" -🍒 Lorelei Cupid is an aspiring cosmetologist who has a slight cherry obsession. She is dealing with a terrible ex-best friend and possible financial problems. She encounters Harry, a new s...