The English Project

Chapter 20

"Stop! Looking at me, creep" I say with my eyes still closed.

"How do you even know?" Nick chuckles as he plays with my hair.

"I just know" I open my eyes and look up at him to find him already looking down at me.

"Morning, babe" He leans down down and pecks my lips.

"Morning!" I move into a sitting position with my head resting on the headboard.

"How you feeling?" He asks before pulling me to his chest.

"Better actually"

"Good" He kisses my forehead "Wanna have breakfast?"

"Yeah, I'm starving actually"

"Okay" He chuckles "Come on" He says before we get out of bed.

We then make our way downstairs to the kitchen.

"What do you have to eat?" I ask him as I scan the fridge for food.

"You gonna cook?" He raises a brow at me.

"Obviously" I say as I get the egg carton and the bacon out of the fridge.

"You look cute in my T- shirt" He says as he wraps his arms around me from behind resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Shut up" I elbow him "I'm trying to cook here"

"But you look cute" He pouts leaning on the counter next to me.

"Well, I already know that" I smirk before cracking the eggs in the pan.

"Someone grew a big head" 

"Yeah, Whatever" I shrug.

"Why you being so mean?" He pouts "I love you"

"I love you too but I'm cooking"

"I don't care" He shrugs before wrapping his arms around me, turning me around then pressing his lips to mine.

"Nick, the eggs will burn" I whine pulling away.

"Here" He turns the stove off "Done" He smirks before pressing his lips to mine yet again not that I'm complaining , though.

"I love you" I whisper once we pull away.

"I love you too" He whispers back before kissing me again.

After a while of us just kissing in front of the stove in the kitchen I hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. we pull away and turn to look at the direction of the sound to see Nick's father standing at the door with a smirk.

"Dad" Nick whines as I blush furiously and completely get out of his grasp his father on the other side just shrugs and grabs a bottle of water before heading out of the kitchen.

"Well, that was awkward" I chuckle nervously.

"No, it's fine" He turns the stove back on "Dad is cool"

"Yeah, if that was my father you would be dead my now"

"Wouldn't mind" He shrugs.

"Don't be cheesy"

"Whatever, now come cook. I'm starving, woman"

"Okay" I say before starting back on breakfast.

"Babe?" Nick says as I put the eggs and bacon on the plates.

"Yeah?" I place the pan down and start eating.

"I have an idea but I'm not sure you gonna like it"