New Girl

Dinner Plans

*Charlotte's POV*

I went to the dorm and groaned. There I saw Harry, sitting on the ground with a plaid blanket and spaghetti.

"Happy one month anniversary!" He exclaimed.

"Oh Harry! That's so sweet." I said and kissed him.

"I didn't make the spaghetti, because I don't cook. If I had made the spaghetti, it'd be inedible. So I went to the nearest Italian restaurant." He admitted.

"That's okay. I love Italian!" I smile at him and pick up my fork. He already has a mouthful of spaghetti, making me laugh at the sight of my tall, muscular boyfriend eating like a two-year-old.

"You have a little something...on your face." I giggle and grab a napkin. I gently wipe the sauce off his chin and smile.

"Thanks." He said.

"No problem." I reply.

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After dinner, we cuddled on his bed and made shadow puppets with a flashlight and our fingers. I made a dog, and he made a...I don't even know what he made. It looked like a blob of misfortune.

I laughed at his puppet and he tried to stick up for it.

"I mean what is that?" I laugh.

"To be honest I don't even know. I was trying to make a bird, but it didn't really work out." He said.

"I see that!" I laugh and he joined me. He tickled my side and I yelped.

"Harrry!" I screech.

"Oh you're ticklish, eh?" He teased.

"Yes! Yes! I am! Stop it!" I begged.

"Only if you say my hand puppet was amazing. And you say that I'm a great kisser." He said.

"Fine! Your puppet was amazing! And you're a great kisser!" I laughed.

"There." He said.

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*Harry's POV*

I love that she's ticklish. I think I love her. She's amazing, beautiful, funny, sexy, she's a tease. She's the definition of perfection.

Yep, I love her.

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*Sorry if this chapter kinda sucked... I'll be updating soon*