Chapter Seven

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I came out of the washroom to find a naked Harry splayed out across the bed sleeping naked. I looked at my phone to see it was five in the morning so I grabbed the covers and snuggled in front of him,He grabbed the around the waist and pinned my back to his chest, then we slept. I woke up to the sounds of birds and the toast popping. I stretched out and yawned,scratching my belly and finding a sunny spot on the bed to lay in. I heard a loud laugh in the kitchen so I opened one eye and looked behind me to find Harry making breakfast and watching me.

"What?" I said huffily

"Your like a cat"He said laughing"It's so cute"

I smirked and sat up to throw on one of Harrys shirts,I went over to check on Harry in the kitchen and found he was cooking my favourite breakfast. I butter some toast and took a bite,While chewing I found plates and put them on the counter. Toast,eggs,bacon,and hash browns were on both,Harry got a cup of coffee while I poured myself some orange juice.

"So what are we doing today?" I asked mouth full of bacon. All I got was "Don't talk with your mouth full". I asked him again my mouth empty and this time got"Just dress lightly,It's warm out" so I decided on a high pony tail with a light purple tank top and white jean shorts.mi slipped on my red converse sneakers with a purple ankle sock on my right foot and blue one on my left. I cleaned up breakfast while Harry put on his usual white T-Shirt with jeans and sneakers. When I turned to look at him he was holding a picnic basket,I giggled and went over to check it out.

"Hey!No peeking"He exclaimed pushing me away and lifting the basket above his head with a smirk. I jumped on the bed and tried to grab it when he put it in his other hand and held it in front of him.

"No fair"I said outing and trying to grab it

"Heyheyhey not happening babe" he said trying to push me off him,Just to be a brat I jumped on his back,After a while I gave up on trying to get the basket and was about to get off him when he went out the door. I seen a picnic table and got off his back,assuming that's where we were going.

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