England

3

My eyes stay closed as I stay still, trying to catch my breath as I opened my eyes I get a glimpse of Harry laying flat on his stomach, looking at me with his eyes wide open.
"What the hell is up with you?" I ask him giggling softly, running my fingers through his soft curls as I sat up.
"I came inside of you." He says to me and bites his lip gently. He is so adorable. I giggle quietly, looking back at him.
"Yes and it's okay. I'll go to the store tomorrow and pick up the pills." I tell him, brushing his hair back and out of his face.
"Please make sure you do. I don't have anything against kids but I am just not ready to be a father yet. We are only 20." He says smiling at me as he tickles my sides out of no where making me throw my heas back in a fit of laughter as I try to fight him off. I laugh and push him off of the bed, crawling off the bed almost busting my ass as I run out the room to the dinning room. "I'm coming to get you. That was so mean of you to push me off the bed." Harry yells and I cover my mouth so he wouldn't hear me laughing.
I hide in the kitchen under the table sitting my bare ass on the cold mahogany floor tiles. I heard Harry talking out loud to himself before I heard his footsteps. When I catch sight of his feet, I make a run for it going back into the bedroom. He came running after me finally catching up to me. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, looking him in his eyes.
"I am so deeply in love with you." He whispers to me our noses pressed agaisnt each others. "I'm so deeply in love with you too." I tell him a smile visible on my face as I poke his dimples. "Let's make dinner, yeah?" He asks as he sets me down on my feet, grabbing his long sleeved shirt and shoving it over my head.
"As long as you put that thing away." I laughed pointing to his dīck.
"No. I think he wants to stay out and play some more." Harry laughs, pecking my lips quickly a soft giggle emitting from mine. "I think we should play some more baby." He says grabbing me by my wrists and I laugh shaking my head. "No... Not right now. I am hungry. Make me some food." I say to him clapping my hands together as if I were a princess. He pulls on his boxers and quickly takes a bow in front of me as he clears his throat, his hair covering over his face a little bit.
"Right away your highness anything for my princess." He says to me a smirk on his see me pull his shirt on. I puff out my chest and follow behind him not being able to contain my laughter. He was so cute. God I love this man to no end. I can't even express my love. "Now what would your royalty like for dinner? Anything you wish for I should get it to you no matter what my darling." He speaks to me his lips parting slightly.
"Anything that you choose to serve me baby." I smile and wrap my arms around his torso. "As long as it tastes good." I giggle and let him go allowing him to move freely without me being latched on to his body. He proceeds to the fridge and gets out a whole bunch of things spreading it all out on the counter with a cutting board. I smile and tap my fingers against the back of the bar stool.
"Looks like you are going to make me a whole buffet." I say teasing him. "I am going to shower. I feel all gross and sweaty." I say quietly just not really knowing what to do since he was cooking. He always got into his own little world when he started cooking and baking and I did not want him distracted.
He concentrates on what he is doing not saying anything, so I just into our bedroom. I get a pair of panties and my footie pajamas that had hearts and stars on them, taking them to bathroom along with my towel.

I go into the shower, washing my hair along with my body, coming out of the bathroom once I was done. I close my eyes and inhale the scent that swam in the bedroom from the kitchen. I braid my hair in a long braid so it would be curly when it dried. My pajamas get zipped up the front and I walk over to mine and Harry's cell phones. I see that he has 9 missed calls from 'Queen' in his contacts which he has told me before was his sister since they were really close. I unlock his phone and call her back. I sigh an hold the phone to my ear, smiling softly.
"Hey! What's up with your phone? I've called like at least a billion times. I miss you..." The voice whines on the other end and I narrow my eyes. This wasn't a voice I knew neither was it Gemma.
"Excuse me, but who is this?" I ask curiously only to hear a faint sound followed by a dial tone. I bite my lip and hang up going into his text messages. I am more than 100% sure that this wasn't Gemma and I wanted to know who the hell this 'Queen' is I scroll through his messages slowly checking the names.

Gina...no

Gemma

Nope

Linda

Kyle

Niall

Come on Queen

"Gotcha!" I say a loud to myself tapping  on the name only to have the phone snatched away.
"Are you looking through my phone!?"