Until I Find You Again // Book One

Chapter 16

Harry looked up from his plate of spaghetti. After untangling ourselves from each other, I slipped his t-shirt on again while he pulled his boxers back on and we made our way into the kitchen to eat his painstakingly prepared dinner.

He smiled sweetly as he chewed.

I felt my heart skip a few beats. He was so gorgeous, his hair all mussed, his lips swollen from kissing. If fans could ever see him like this they'd all die.

He blinked a few times,

"What?"

I came crashing out of my daydream at the sound of his voice,

"Huh?"

He chewed a bit and then swallowed,

"You're staring."

"Oh...am I? I'm sorry."

He leaned forward and pulled his shirt that I was wearing over and kissed my shoulder,

"You sure?"

I nodded,

"I was just thinking about something else. I'm sorry."

He lifted his mouth to mine and he placed a soft kiss against my lips,

"How bout we finish this and head back to bed...." His voice was low and full of lust. I blushed,

"We can do that."

He pulled away, still sensing something was up, he put his forefinger under my chin and tipped my head up to look at him,

"Hey..." When my eyes met his he nodded, "Tell me."

I shook my head,

"It's nothing. Really. I promise."

He regarded me suspiciously for a moment and then leaned over and took my plate. I watched as he walked towards the sink and laid them in gently before wiping his mouth with a napkin. He turned to look at me,

"Wonder how many horror movies Lucy watched tonight."

I stretched my legs out and then followed him over to the sink. I slid my arms around his waist and set my chin on his shoulder,

"She was probably pumped full of sugar and wreaked havoc with Frank through his house all night."

Harry nodded,

"I'm sure that's what happened."

He kissed my hand softly and then turned around to face me. He put his hands on my shoulders,

"You know you can tell me anything right? Ask me anything.....say anything....I want you to feel comfortable talking to me."

I nodded, a bit uneasy,

"I do."

He sighed,

"Em-"

"I was just thinking. It's not important."

"Then why won't you talk to me about it?"

"Because it's not a big deal."

"Then tell me what it was."

I clapped my mouth shut, staring back at him. He wasn't going to let this go. I sighed,

"I was...I mean....Ugh..." I grimaced, "Let it go, please?" I whined as I leaned the top of my head into his chest. He shrugged,

"Look, we have communication issues sometimes and I reall-"

"I was admiring how hot you are, OK?!?!!" I blurted out, looking up at him. His eyes widened as he stared back at me. I shrugged, "You look really good right now. And I was thinking to myself how lucky I am and how if fans could see you like this....they'd love you more than they already do."