(Chapter thirteen lets do this. Twitter: @TFFAlive. Not so sure if I like this chapter but I posted it just because. Lol. Let me know how you feel about it! I'll update again tonight!)
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"You'll drive me?" I ask as he hands me the glass of water.
"Yeah, I'll drive you to work. You already have clothes in your suitcase so you don't have to worry about that. I have blankets. You'll be all set." He smiles and takes a sip of his iced tea.
"I don't think I should stay, Harry." I almost pout.
I mean don't get me wrong, I would absolutely love to spend the night here at Harry's house. Not only would I love it and would we share a few laughs but I'd also feel completely safe and comfortable.
"And why not?"
"I don't wanna impose."
He smiles and puts his drink on the coffee table.
"Impose? Bella, are you serious? I asked you to stay."
"I know but, I don't know." I sigh.
"Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"No no no, not at all. I'm completely comfortable and it's actually weird." I laugh. "I just honestly feel bad."
For some odd reason I do feel bad. I'm not really doing anything wrong but I feel bad at the idea of taking his privacy. And that I'd have to wake him up before nine on his day off.
"Don't feel bad and you're staying. That's final. I'll go grab your suitcase and we can put your clothes in the wash, got it?" He stands up and kisses my cheek.
"Got it." I smile.
"You can put the TV on!" He calls out as he walks out of the door.
I look around for the remote and I see it on the coffee table so I grab it and put it on. It's immediately on the Discovery Channel and I remember him mentioning how he likes watching documentaries. How lame yet sophisticated of the Brit.
Within two minutes he's back in with our suitcases, placing them in the hallway.
"Hey, I was thinking." He ruffles his hair and takes a seat right next to me on the couch. "We could do a movie pizza night. You said you like those lazy nights."
"Sounds like a good idea." I smile. "But we don't have to."
"Bella, stop." He laughs. "I want to. We could even watch The Notebook if you want."
"What a bribe." I laugh.
"Seriously, I have it."
"No." I'm quite surprised.
"I do. I have that, A Walk To Remember, Dear John.. I actually think that's it." He admits and walks over to his massive pile of DVDs.
"Can we please watch The Notebook." I ask as he walks back over to me.
He gets on his knees on the couch and grabs my legs and turns my body. I start to giggle as he pulls my body so I'm laying flat on the couch with both of his knees on the sides of my hips. He grabs my hands and gets then in his grip as he places them above my head.
"If you're a bird, I'm a bird." He quotes the move while looking into my eyes.
"So cheesy!" I laugh and he joins me.
"You like cheesy!" He defends.
"That is true."
"So you like me."
