One Plus One

Chapter Twenty-One

"What do you want to eat?" shouted Harry from the kitchen.

"I don't mind."

"So, Chinese?"

He'd popped his head around the doorframe, his dimpled smile provoking butterflies in my stomach as always. I nodded in agreement and he disappeared again.

*****

The only sound was coming from the TV. I was the most relaxed I'd been for a while, lying virtually on top of Harry with him twiddling my hair as we watched the film. I searched for his other hand. After taking hold of it in mine, I placed a kiss to his knuckles then entwined our fingers.

I glanced to the coffee table and amongst the empty cartons of food lay two fortune cookies. I rose from Harry's chest and reached over to grab them. I handed one to Harry he went to put it back on the table again.

"Hey! Open it." I protested, picking it up again.

"They're never true."

"Just open it, come on."

I stared at him with puppy dog eyes, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist. I smiled when he ripped open the wrapper.

""You will always get what you want through your charm and personality."" read Harry.

"It does not say that."

"It does."

He turned the slither of paper around to show me.

"I guess some of these things are true."

"What makes you say that?"

"I got you didn't I?"

"Who said it was your charm and personality that won me over?" I teased.

"Oh I know it was."

He winked at me and my heart skipped a couple of beats. I began to get lost in his emerald gaze but sharply turned my attention to my own cookie. I tore open the wrapper and broke the cookie in half. I snook a few of the broken shards of cookie into my mouth before reading what the piece of paper said.

""Stop searching forever, happiness is just next to you.""

My heart began to thump at the words on the page. I looked up to Harry who was smiling ridiculously.

"And what makes you think it's about you?"

"What else could it possibly be?"

"Oh, I don't know, this ice cream maybe? Ice cream will always make me happy."

"Is that right?"

Harry began to lean forward. His hands rose from his sides I knew exactly his intentions.

"No, no, Harry!"

Harry began to tickle me violently. He had me pinned to the sofa, giggling ferociously. He pulled me up by my wrists shushing me. His finger caught my chin, angling my lips towards his.

"I can make you happy." he whispered.

"You already do." I whispered back.

He let out a single silent chuckle as his lips curled into a smile. He pressed his soft pink lips against mine in a sweet kiss before taking me back down with him to lie on his chest again.

*****

A buzzing sound startled me awake. When my eyes focused again I could see a phone vibrating on the coffee table. Then I realised who's coffee table it was. When I moved a little, I realised fallen asleep downstairs, the menu for the film was on continuous loop on the TV. I felt around for the remote and switched it off. The arm that Harry had slung over me in sleep prevented me from moving but I didn't really want to move. I was perfectly happy lying there in his arms.

The buzzing began again so I gently shook Harry awake. He shared the same confusion I did when he opened his eyes before grabbing his phone off the table and switching off the incessant buzzing.

"That for work?"

"Yeah."

"I should probably call a taxi and go so you can get ready."

"I'm not going in."

"Why?"

"They had a go at me yesterday for talking to you. Fuck them, they can deal without me for one day."

"Harry, no, I'll make it worse if you don't go in."

"You haven't done anything. It's them. I'll talk to my girlfriend if I want."

Just hearing him called me that sparked a smile. I pushed my hair behind my ears and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"I still need to go home, I haven't got anything clean."

"Actually, there's some stuff of yours in my bedroom."

"What?!"

"Well, you know when it was raining and you came here. I put your underwear in the dryer. It's in my drawer in the bedroom."

"And you've only just thought to give me it now?"

I raised my eyebrows playfully at him.

"Well if it was my decision, you wouldn't be getting it back."

I scoffed as I left the living and padded down the hall to his bedroom. I pulled open the drawer of the bedside cabinet and almost collapsed at what I found. There was a plethora of condoms, all in different flavours and textures and right at the back, where he'd hidden my underwear were a pair of handcuffs. I blushed insanely as I pulled them out.

"Harry?" I called.

"Yeah?"

"Why on earth have you got these?"

I heard him jogging down the hall. He smirked as he spotted what I was dangling in the air.

"Oh, they play a big role in one of my plans. You'll be finding out about that."

He winked at me but I shivered.

"Will I fuck!"

I heard his laugh as I chucked them back into the drawer.