Dreamworld

The Night

(A/N okay guys this scene gets pretty intense so beware love you all for reading and thank you for commenting I replied to them! Enjoy!)

***Jazmin's POV***

Harry stood there silently debating everything I had just said. I could tell in his eyes that he was happy I'd made up my mind but I could sense another feeling. Just as I was about to speak he cut of my thought.

"I'm so happy that your ready but, I'm not rushing it for tonight." He said, as soon as the words fell from his lips my heart broke.

"B-but I j-just... You don't want to?" I asked shame filling my face.

"Of course I do, and you know I do. I want your night to be special." He said smiling at me.

I understood what he was saying but I couldn't comprehend. For some reason I felt disgusted by myself. I stormed over to my dresser grabbing clothes and trudging over to the bathroom slamming the door shut.

Turning on the shower water all the way to hot, I stepped into. The warmth of the water hitting my body and calming my nerves. I don't know why I always thought clearer in the shower, but I replayed what Harry just said.

It made perfect sense that he wanted to redo my first time. I had no hard feelings for that, me and him both knowing it wasn't enjoyable. I washed my hair with my vanilla scented shampoo and bathed my body.

I turned off the shower, and grabbed my towel, drying of my legs before stepping out of the the shower. I put on my clothes and slowly unlocked and opened the door. Harry sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. His head snapped up to look at me when heard the door open, worry in his eyes.

"Jazmin I'm -"

"Sh, it's okay Harry. I'm sorry, I overreacted and I shouldn't have done that. I'm fine with that decision."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm just tired I guess."

"Okay well do you want something to eat or?"

"I'm not that hungry, I had a filling meal today." I said smiling at him and he nodded his head.

I walked over to the bed and got in underneath the covers. Harry walked out of the bedroom probably to give me some space. I was really tired and I closed my eyes falling asleep easily.

The next morning I woke up to the smell of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Pushing the covers off of me, I saw Harry's empty side of the bed. I quickly brushed my teeth before walking out to the kitchen where Harry was flipping pancakes.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty." He said throwing a smile my way before returning to the pancakes.

"Morning, this is a sight I'd thought I'd never see." I said as I sat on the counter next to Harry.

"I'm full of surprises love."

He poured more pancake mix onto the griddle he had and I watched him intently. Something about seeing him cook turned me on. I pulled away Harry to stand between my legs.

Placing my hands on his shoulders and leaning up slightly I kissed him. His hands flying to my waist gripping them. The kiss was deepened when Harry ran his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance which was granted. We made out for awhile and it probably would have been longer if the smell of burning pancakes didn't make us pull apart.

"Fuck!" Harry said as he flipped what looked like a hockey puck on one side of the pancake. I laughed at the three pancakes that were badly burned on one side. "It's not funny, this was supposed to be perfect for you."