Twenty-one

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I woke up in Harry's arms, it felt right like that's the only place I belong, but then my eyes drift over to Luke.
That kiss was magic and he is such a sweet guy I would never want to hurt him. He is so sensitive and caring, it would break my heart to see him get hurt.
But there is just something about Harry. He just makes me feel special, he sees me for my flaws and he loves me even more for them. I don't know what to do.
I decide to get up, gently to be sure I don't wake anyone up. I go to the bathroom to shower and get dressed in something nice but casual (media). After I get dressed I make my way to the massive kitchen and made breakfast, I'm just in a cooking mood I guess. I make enough for an army, eggs, bacon, grits, sausage, pancakes, waffles, french toast, toast, the whole nine yards!
Niall and Natalie woke up and made their way to the kitchen.
"I smelt food...so I woke up" he said half asleep.
Natalie laughed sleepily
"Go ahead and grab a plate guys" I said giggling.
Niall stacked his plate so high it looked like Big Ben.
Soon all the others came in, grabbed a plate and sat at the table. I sat down with half a slice of toast. hey I said I was in a cooking mood not an eating mood, I'll probably eat just as much as Niall in a few hours.
Everybody stopped and looked at me.
"That's it?" Michael said
"That's all your gonna eat?" Louis questioned.
"Babe what's wrong what aren't you eating" Harry said looking sad.
I realized what they were implying, they thought I starved myself. I got a little offended by their accusation.
"I don't starve myself. why would you think that? I can't believe you guys!" I yelled and walked off shouting behind me "I'm going to the house, Natalie" so they wouldn't follow me.
The nerve of some people I thought.
I got to Natalie's house changed into something comfy (media) and went to the kitchen. all this anger is making me hungry.
I grab a Pop-tart, a bag of popcorn, and some M&Ms, sat down in front of the tv and turned on my favorite movie, Love Actually.
After about an hour into the movie someone knocked on the door.
"Ughh" I rolled my eyes, got up, and walked over to the door, on the other side was someone I had never met before.

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