^^^Picture of Gemma Stalnes, Harold's sister^^^
This chapter is dedicated to MaryLeahDirectioner for guessing Leah's favorite ice cream flavor right. Congrats!
I'm back! Sorry for not updating. Writers' block is slowly charging for me. I ran out of ideas to this story but don't worry, I'm not turning this story down easily. I was hoping you guys suggest on what will I write next. That will surely help me avoid writers' blocks.
Anyway! Let's start the chapter, shall we?
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Harold
"Leah?" I asked while I rub my eyes after we slept. Whew! Good thing I was not tempted to do something, if you know what I mean. Stop thinking about that Harold! She's too young for that. And also remember, she's the owner of Sinclair Group of Companies. Wait, should I tell her about that? Or should I not? Well, fück it! Nothing's going to happen Harold! Nothing...
"Yes?"
"Can I tell you something?"
"Sure! What is it?"
Time to tell her about herself.
"Um..." I started, hesitating. Shxt, I think it's best if I don't tell her. What if she will suddenly remember every bit of her memory before she had...amnesia. Fück! Don't think about that anymore Harold! "You look nice." I lied but it was not a lie. Yes, she looks beautiful with the rays of light from the sun shining towards her face but I made that as an excuse before things get really tense and awkward.
She smiled and blushed at the same time. "Th-Thanks."
"As always welcome." I beamed at her and she beamed also in response. "Leah?"
"Yes Harold?" Oh shxt, how do I put this? Well, fück it!
"Are y-you ready to take this to another level?" I blurted out. "Well, it's too early and we just became partner, love partners, yesterday and well, yeah. If you know what I mean..." She was astounded at my sudden words. Her face was red as a ripe tomato. Awww, she's cute! I pecked her lips lightly and apologised for saying such sudden words. She told me it's alright and patted my head. I groaned after he messed my styled hair but quickly sent her a reassuring smile. She smiled back and I can feel her warmness on my chest. I looked down and saw a sleeping beauty just below my chin. An angel on Earth and is also my girlfriend. And I'm happy that she is mine. And will forever be mine...
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I rubbed my eyes after I woke up. I yawned and stole a quick glance on the clock. Well, it's still 9 in the morning and we woke up 2 hours ago but ended up falling asleep again. After glancing at the clock, I quickly glanced on my chest. Surprisingly, Leah is awake and was gone on my chest. Where could she have been?
I saw a letter on the cupboard and read it.
The letter wrote:
Dear Harold or should I say boyfriend, I quickly thought of her writing this line with a blush plastered on her beautiful face. Okay, I should continue reading now. I left this letter on this cupboard, obviously, and left you something in your fridge and in case if you're wondering, yes, it is food. I know you get hungry fast because I noticed your tummy growl ever hour. Well, I hope you like the food that I cooked. And also yes, I can cook. My mom taught me when I was still 12. Enough about my chit-chat, I hope you like the food and enjoy. Don't worry, I'm already at my work shift every Saturdays. And if you're still not believing me, call me or text me after you read this. Take care and be always healthy and handsome boyfriend ;) -Leah. She even put emojis on the letter! Oh how sweet my girlfriend is. I love her to bits! I think I should call her by now...
Leah
I heard my phone going crazy. I glanced at the caller's ID and saw it was Harold. I quickly accepted the call and said an awkward hello with a yawn. Damn it Leah! Don't yawn when you're on a phone call, especially your handsome boyfriend. I hope he had eaten his breakfast made by me.
"Are you at your working place, Leah?" Harold said from the other side of the call. He seemed worried.
"Yeah. Just arrived like five minutes before this call of yours. Oh by the way, did you eat your breakfast?"
"Not yet but don't worry, I am already walking to the fridge and grabbing it." I heard the slam of the fridge in the kitchen that I made also almost waking him up when I was searching for some ingredients for the made breakfast in the fridge. Luckily, there was enough ingredients for the breakfast. Our fridge doesn't seem to have much food and stuff in it. All I saw mostly was some smelly leftovers mostly brought from my aunt from her friends' parties. Yes, we live under her roof but she's not living here with us. She's with her husband and her sons and daughters. The leftovers were about a year old because I seem to notice that it was there last year when we stayed here.
"Good because you should be eating a lot so you can be always healthy."
"Awww...my sweet girlfriend caring for me!" I rolled my eyes at his response. "Don't roll eyes on me!" He whined. How did he just know that?! "I sensed it bruh! Besides you're talking out loud and I can always feel that you're rolling eyes on me because we are connected, right?" I felt that he kind of winked at me.
"Did you just winked at me?" This time, it was my turn to whine.
"Yeah. Told you we were connected!"
"Okay, okay. Whatever you say Harold." I rolled my eyes at him again.
"You're rolling eyes at me again!" He whined again and I chuckled at that and after he said that, I heard that he started eating his breakfast that I made him. No intention to be cocky or bragging about it. I just learned from the best, is all. "Oh by the way, the breakfast you made was scrumptious!" He drawled the the last word and I chuckled again.
"Thanks. I learned from the best, is all." I said being cocky now.
"Okay, thanks for the breakfast by the way."
"No problem Har."
"I like that nickname you got for me." And then after that, we continued chatting about a few things and about a few people. I found out that he likes singing as well as his best friends: Louie, Job and Lee, was it? I heard Lee is Gemma's boyfriend and also a close friend of Harold.
My life is at peace right now and I have nothing to worry about.....
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So, how was it? None happened in this chapter and it's super short but I promise the next chapters will have some more action to it and it's longer. Hopefully. It's either sexual stuff or other scenes ;)
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