Chapter 30

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*Harry's POV*

I turned over and she wasn't there, again. I didn't like the fact she kept getting up and leaving me in bed alone. However a smell of bacon and egg swam through my nose. She wasn't cooking me breakfast. Was she?

I got up and stumbled into the kitchen and seen him bending over to get some plates out from the cupboard. Holy shit that looked amazing. Her arse in the air, in those lace knickers. Fuck.

"Hey angel." My words startled her as she hit her head off the top.

"Morning love." She said. Rubbing where she hit her head.

"Thank you for breakfast." I walked over and planted a kiss on the side of her face.

"Don't thank me, it was a pleasure."

I drifted over to the table where the food was being set in front of me with a glass of pure orange. "I could get used to this."

"Yeah, don't plan on it sir."

I bit my lip at her calling me sir and I could just imagine it in a sexual manner. Fuck I wanna do things to her. But last night will have a pause on that and Austin is dead, he I fucking dead. I will wait forever for Katie, I am so in love with her.

"Thank you Kate."

"You need to stop thanking me it's fine." She said jokingly.

"No I mean thank you for staying my girlfriend, for this long." I sounded stupid.

"It hasn't even been a day, Harry." She laughed a little trying not to hurt my feelings because she knew I sounded stupid to.

"Exactly! Thank you!." I started laughing to.

"Hush baby, and eat your breakfast." She said placing her orange down next to her still full plate.

She sat with one leg to her chest and another tucked under her opposite thigh, showing her silky underwear. Thank god that my table had a glass top. I'm sexually frustrated today. I haven't had sex in ages, and I can't remember the last time I had a wank. But it's not like I can't do anything now because of Austin touching my girl, making her feel so insecure, I will kill him. I've already said that but I've hated him since I started dating his sister, Taylor. I'm not sure why he's at Bradford still but fuck I will kill him, and Taylor for that matter because she probably set this up.

"Quit looking Harry. Naughty boy." She bit her lips. Such a torment. She seems okay, but I know she's not.

"Katie, we need to talk about-"

"Shush please, Harry not now." She interrupted.

"No Katie. You can't close this off. Never mind not now, because the time will never come with you. You'll close it off as much as you can." My voice slowly raising.

"Well nothing has changed for me. He didn't do anything so forget it." She snapped back.

"Everything has changed for me. He nearly made you sleep with him and he's a dead man walking. If he is walking after last night." I said laughing.

"Harry, just forget it I'm fine. It hasn't changed me. You done?" She pointed at my plate and I nodded with a sigh as she got up and took my plate over to the sink and started to wash everything.

"No, I will not forget it, why don't you even care about it?" I shouted.

"I do Harry, of course I fucking care. But why should I? Why, at the end of the day nothing bad happened, you saved me and I thank you for that but I just wanna forget about it and moved on, like I said nothing has changed for me, I feel fine."

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