I'll be there.♥

chapter 14

*Harry's POV*

I was about to leave Bea's apartment when she asked me something that made me enormously happy.

She wanted me to spend the night with her.

I gladly acepted.

Beatrice explained me that she only has been strong because of me and she still needed me.She didn't want to burst down crying as soon as I would leave.I understood.Plus,who wouldn't want to spend the night with their girlfriend?

"What are you cooking for dinner?" We were still cuddled up on the couch and she ran her fingers through my curls.

"WHAT?" I asked rising up.

Beatrice followed my movements and she was now sitting next to me with an amused look on her face.

"I said,what are you cooking for dinner?"

"I am not going to cook alone.You're going to show me your cooking skills too."

"I bet you'll be flabbergasted." She said. "Race you to the kitchen."

Beatrice wasn't even done speaking and she was already running.I catched her from behind by her hips and spun her around to now be the leader.

"Hey you cheater!" She yelled from behind.

I got to the kitchen first and Beatrice arrived not even a second later.

"What's my prize?" I smiled.

She got close to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.I bended forward expecting something more,but then she whispered into my ear

"You get to pick what we're going to eat."

I groaned.That's not the kind of suprise I wanted.

Beatrice let go of my neck and opened the fridge.She took herself a water bottle and sitted on the counter.

"Go ahed chef." She opened her arms,showing me every features I could use to cook.

I looked in the fridge and the freezer and I decided to go with something easy.

"Pizza?"

"Sounds good."

I took everything needed out: the dough,peperonies,pepers,mushrooms,cheese and the sauce.

I then walked towards Beatrice and planted myself between hers legs and rubbed her thighs.

"You're not going to stay there,aren't you?"

"Why not?" She playfully asked.

I grabbed her by the waist,lifted her up and laid her on her feet beside me.

"Much better like this." I commented. "Now you're gonna help me."

*Beatrice's POV*

Harry explained me what he wanted me to do.I had to cut the vegetables while he was preparing the dough.Normaly,it would've been an easy task but not with that boy standing next to me.I just couldn't take my eyes off him.He looked so focused on what he was doing and he was doing it perfectly.He even sticked his tongue out and had this really serious face he always has when he's concentrated.Plus,his green eyes,what to say about them they are simply beautiful.

"Careful not to cut your finger there,love." he smiled,showing his dimples,but never getting his eyes off what he was doing.

I looked at the pepper I was cutting and I really was about to chop my finger.I didn't even realize I was intensely staring at him and I felt myself blushing at the fact that he noticed it.

I countinued my actions and Harry simply laughed.

After I was done cutting everything,Harry placed the ingredients on the dough and then he puted everything in the oven and setted the timer for twenty-five minutes.

"This should be enough."He said reffering to the time. "Now we have time to do something more intersting." He winked at me,picked me up and puted my head over his shoulder.

"Heyyyyy!" I said.

He didn't say anything back,insted,he threw me on the couch.

"Now this should be intersting." I bit my lower lip.

He smirked and instantly jumped on top of me.

I laughed.

"You know you're the most beautiful girl in the world,right?" He peaked my nose.

"Aww stop,don't you think you're exagerating a little?" I asked.

"Never." He then kissed me on the lips.It wasn't really rough.I'd say it was pasionnated.

He pulled away not to long ago.

"I love you." Was all he said before he brought his lips back with mine.

This made me smiled and I mumbled a simple "I love you." that made him smile too.

Harry lowered his hand that was on my cheek to my hip and his other one was still cupping my back.I was playing with his curls.We stayed like that for a while until the kiss got a little more intense.He licked my lower lip for entrance.I hesitated at first since it would be my first time to ever makeout with someone,but i accepted since I knew I would enjoy it.

And I was right,I did.

But then we heard the only sound we both didn't want to hear.

"Beeeeeeeeeep." The pizza was ready.

We both growned.

Our lips disconnected and he helped me getting up.

"Let's go baby," He said holding my hips,leading me to the kitchen.

I sat on the counter again. "Mmmm,it smells so good."

Harry managed to do all the job by himself.He cuted the pizza and served it in plates while I was watching him.

"Since you didn't help me.." He started. I rose an eyebrow,wondering what he was going to say. "You're gonna do the dishes alone."

"Oh please, I helped you with the mushrooms."

"Yea and you almost chopped your finger." He laughed.

I wrapped my arms around him,closing the space between us.

"Wouldn't it be more fun if we would do it together?" I blinked my eyelashes several times,trying to look as cute as possible.

Hary noticed my attemped and he smirked.

"Of course babe,I was just joking." He lightly kissed my forhead.

We sat at the kitchen table and we didn't talk that much during the meal since we were both pretty hungry.After,as promised,Harry did the dishes with me,but we messed around more than anything else.We had fun doing bubbles and putting soap on eachother.I ended up all wet.

I went to my bedroom to put some dry clothes on.As I was slipping on my jogging pants,I thought of how much I love Harry.He's the sweetest guy I have ever meet,he's caring and I like how we can just joke around like bestfriends.There was a knock on my door to interrupt me from my thoughts.

"Come in babe." I knew he was probably getting eager as I said I would be back in a minute.

The door slowly opened and Harry got in,closing the door behind him.He then lay down on my bed.I joined him right away.I rested my head on his chest,intertwined our legs together and rubbed his stomach,feeling his  toned abs through his shirt.

"You are spending the night here my dear."

"That's fine with me." He laughed.