Olivia's POV
I woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon. I open my eyes and looked to the kitchen to find Harry standing over the stove. This is a beautiful sight to wake up to. I could do this every morning. I slowly raise up from the couch and Harry noticed. He turn his had and gave me a little smirk.
"I hope you don't mind that I fell asleep last night too." He said turning his attention back to the bacon.
"I don't mind at all. I'm glad you were fine with my careless sleeping habits." I said laughing. I honestly didn't mean to fall asleep on Harry last night, I seriously wanted to finish the movie but I just couldn't make it.
"You didn't have to make breakfast..." I said observing his culinary breakfast skills. He was really quite diligent about how he cooked, and he didn't act like he was confused about where everything was. He must have committed to memory where I put everything then when he watched me cook yesterday.
"Well you made me breakfast yesterday so, since I've apparently decided to just stay at your place every night I'm in New York, I figured it would be best if I made breakfast today." He explained shutting off the stove as I took a seat at the island. "Plus I was raised in the Midwest, I was always taught to be a good host." Harry said in a mocking voice while quoting what I said yesterday when I gave him a pathetic excuse as to why I was so clueless about what to do after a one night stand.
I laughed. And not one of those fake I-think-your-hot-so-I'm-going-to-laugh laughs, this was genuine. A laugh I have only laughed since getting to know Harry.
Harry took his place next to me at the island and I gently nudged him with my elbow. It's funny how I have gotten so comfortable with Harry even though we have only really know each other for 24 hours.
"What are your plans today?" I ask taking a bite out of the delicious bacon Harry made.
"Well, I am hoping I will be able to take a very beautiful girl out on a date tonight." Harry said looking at his plate.
I felt my heart sink to my stomach. Of course, the one guy I actually like in years is not feeling the same way towards me. That is just my luck...
"Would you like to go on a second date with me? Tonight?" Harry asked looking into my eyes hopefully. I felt a burst of energy take over my body again. He did like me back! I was that girl!
"I would like that very much." I said shyly. I glance at the clock and do a double take. Was it really that late? I only have a half hour until I have to be at work! I don't even have time to shower!
"I'm so sorry Harry I've got to leave. Work starts in 30 minutes. But I really enjoyed last night, and thanks for breakfast." I said winking. I slipped off into my bedroom to get dressed. I pick out a baby yellow wrap dress and black ankle boots.
I step back into the living room, and see Harry putting on his shoes.
"So, maybe you could come over to my place tonight and I could cook you dinner, since you liked breakfast so much?" Harry asked slightly nervous. I don't know why he is nervous, there is no way in hell I'm going to turn down another date with him. I enjoy being around him...
"Sounds great!" I say with a big smile which he returns instantly.
"Great, so come over about 7 o'clock, ok?" Harry asked.
"Ok." I say as he told me where he was staying. It wasn't that far from my apartment so it won't take me long to get there tonight.
I get to the office just on the dot of when I should be arriving. I duck into my office and tackled the stack of work on my desk. I feel like I have this new energy. But from what? It can't be that week off I had, it was full of to much drama. It can't be the party because normally I would be tired out by them. Maybe it was Harry. Just being around him made me instantly happier.
Suddenly my phone rang. I saw the screen said it was my mother so I quickly answer.
"Hey, mom!"
"Hello, sweetheart. Your unusually cheery for a Monday morning." My mom said clearly surprised by my behavior.
"Mom, something amazing happened."
"What is it?"
"I met someone." I had to cover my mouth to purposely stop myself from squealing. Why am I acting like this? I have never been crazy about a guy like this before...
"You did? When?"
"I met him at the party Krystal Designs threw for me. Mom, he is amazing!"
"What's his name?" She asked curiosity seeping through the phone all the way from Ohio.
"Harry. His name is Harry...."
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Destiny {h.s}
Fanfiction{Complete} They say it's lonely at the top. This is a story about two people who are at the top of there career fields, but are completely alone. It's funny how things have a way of working out.
