I woke up the next morning to Harry with half burnt pancakes and milk.
"Good morning beautiful." He whispered trying not to scare me.
I slowly sat up, "I made this for you, it's kind if burnt sorry." He said rubbing the back of his neck, I giggled.
He sat the tray on my lap and sat at the end of the bed. I awkwardly tried to cut the pancake, he laughed and grabbed the knife from my hands.
"I thought you were good with knifes." He chuckled, I looked away remembering that terrible day.
He cleared his throat and finished cutting the pancake. I mumbled my thanks and took a bite.
He eagerly waited for my approval.
"You don't cook often do you?" I asked smiling,he shook his head.
I chewed the piece and swallowed, "It's okay for your first time." I laughed.
"But it's good right?" He worried.
"It's fine." I reassured.
He looked around my room as I ate my pancakes.
"I miss the view from the hotel." I said as he looked out the small window.
"Maybe we could visit it some time." Harry said turning around and smiling.
I drank down the rest of the milk and began to lift it so I could wash off the plate.
"Oh no no no I will do that." Harry said grabbing my plate, he leaned in to kiss my forehead, I backed away.
He sighed and looked away, hurt. He walked out and closed my door.
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