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Chapter 26

I open the wooden door leading to Harry's room and walk inside,hearing the sound of the water running in his private bathroom.

I walk around the corner and into the tile floored room to see Harry still shirtless washing his face. He turned around to face me with a wet rag in his hands and his face dripping with water and flowing down to his chest.

That tattoo covered chest of his always triggered some weird feelings inside me.I don't know what my deal was but the black swirls of ink that covered his toned skin made my body tingle.

"Good morning." Harry said chuckling at my odd silence and my eyes that were still admiring his body.

"Good morning." I replied, instantly jumping out of my absentminded state.

I proceeded to walk behind where Harry was standing over the sink and I headed to the shelf that held all the towels.

I grabbed a small white washcloth and returned next to Harry and stood in front of the second sink.

I turned the knob to the right and water immediately spewed out of the spout.

I'm so glad we still get water.

I run my hand under the running water and the cold water feels good against my hot hands.

"What are your plans for the morning?" Harry asked me while using the dry corner of his rag to dry his face.

"Me and Sophia are going to make breakfast in a few...you can join us if you want." I say while moving the dry rag under the faucet.

"I'll probably come down a little later.." He answered hesitantly.

"Okay."

I used my now wet rag to wash my dry face as I ran it across my cheeks.

Harry and I remained silent for a few moments as I grabbed my toothbrush and spread the creamy toothpaste onto it.

"What are you guys going to make?" Harry asked my while leaning against the bathroom wall.

"I'm not sure yet." I struggle to say with the toothpaste foam taking over my mouth.

I spit it all out in the sink and rinse out my mouth a couple times.

"As long as it's not pancakes." I laugh.

"It better not be." Harry chuckles as a replies.

"I'll see you downstairs." I smile at him before getting on my tiptoes and kissing his plum colored lips.His minty breath making it obvious that he already brushed his teeth.

I then walked out of the room and straight for the stairs.Time to make breakfast.

**

I was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for Sophia for about 5 minutes before I finally heard footsteps coming down the hallway.

She eventually appeared in the hallway door and walked towards me with a smile on her face.

"What are we making?" She asked me.

"I have no idea." I laughed.

I got up to walk over to the pantry and she followed quickly behind me.

"How about...oatmeal." I grabbed the bag and turned around to face her.

"Sounds good." She smiled.

We began to gather 3 bowls and measure out the water before I realized something.

She was wearing the same clothes she wore yesterday.

"How long do you think you'll be staying here?" I asked Sophia but immediately regretting it when I realized how rude it sounded.