Love Actually

Apologies

Brooks's p.o.v

I woke up before Harry did, the blinding light hitting my face. I flipped over at the curly haired boy sleeping next to me. I found no point in going back to sleep and I couldn't get up because he was holding on to my waist. I scoot a bit over to the edge trying to get to my phone but Harry pulls me closer by tightening his grip. I try to pry his fingers so I can get ready for the day but he won't budge. I sigh and lay their facing him. His eyes closed completely, long eyelashes curling slightly at the ends, hair a complete mess. He looked amazing. I can't help but stare at him. He groans and opens his eye revealing those green orbs I adore.

"Brook?" He asks.

"Haz?" I retort back. He lets out a sigh of relief.

"I thought I dreamed everything that happened" he smiles. I laugh. He's cute. He looks at me with a 'don't laugh at me' face, I poke his nose and he scrunches it. I chuckle at his little actions. I peck a kiss on his cheeks before attempting to get up. He pulls me back down when I sit up.

"Where are you going?" He asks smiling.

"To go make food" I say. He shakes his head with a challenge.

"No your not" he smiles.

"Why?" I ask confused. He chuckles.

"Because I don't want you to" he says. A cheeky smile plastered in his face. I try to get up again, and fail. He pulls me closer, and then proceeds to lay on top of me. At this point he is on top, holding my hands down and smiling cheekily.

"Harry get off!" I chuckle. He shakes his head, laughing. I try pushing him off but he doesn't budge, instead he bends down and kisses my neck. I sigh and let him do what he likes, he deserves a bit since I had been ignoring him for so long, but the second he lets his guard down I'm shoving him off.

I feel him place kisses up and down my neck. I feel myself get goosebumps, but not bad ones, just chills. I feel he's tongue slip out of his mouth and he leaves wet streaks on my neck. I let out a soft moan. I can feel the smile on his face. Fuck, well I know where this is going. He gets away from my neck and moves to my lips. He kisses them passionately, and softly. He is so minty, and he hasn't even brushed his teeth yet. He pulls away from our kiss and moves back to my neck. Ok I'm done. I move my hands to his abs and push him off. He lands on the left of me. I glance at him, his eyes wide. I get up quickly before he can grab me. I stand in front of him and smile.

"Well look who got out of my grip" he smiles. I laugh and nod.

"Yup, now I'm going to go cook food." I say. I turn on my heel and walk out of the door. I hear Harry sigh and turn back over, he's going back to sleep. Lazy boy.

I walk down the stairs, almost tripping on the last step. I walk over to the kitchen and grab a few eggs and bread. I pop the bread in the toaster and crack the eggs over a skillet, I let them crackle and cook while I get some orange juice out of the fridge. I fill up 3 cups and set them at the table. I walk back over to the eggs and add some pepper to them. I flip them over a few times making sure they are fully cooked and then I serve them on medium sized plates and leave them at the table. The toaster releases the toast and I put the slices on plates and set them in the center of the table.

"What no pancakes love?" I hear a voice ask. I turn around to a smiling Louis in his coca cola brand pajama bottoms and a navy blue jumper.

"Do you want pancakes?" I ask. He smiles wider and nods excitedly and jumps up and down like a child on Christmas. I smile and laugh.

"Ok ill make some, could you go get Harry?" I ask. His eyes widen and he swallows hard. He shakes his head furiously.

"Oh c'mon he's not that bad" I shrug.