Waking up the next morning I expected to be wrapped up and most likely smushed against Harry's toned chest, however I was left heavily disappointed when I awoke to a empty space beside me, the other half of the bed cold which sent a pang of hurt throughout my chest. I sat up in bed rubbing my eyes and trying to get over the fact that Harry disappeared after what we did last night. A blush crawled up my face at the memory and my lower half throbbed whenever I moved. A long sigh left my lips as I crawled out of bed to take a quick shower and to brush my teeth. Once that was done I pulled on some blue jeans and a casual knitted baby pink sweater which I had to cuff the sleeves as they fell past my hands. I left my hair open to air dry but as I was passing the mirror the sight of my neck had me gasping, cheeks flushing as I caught sight of the decent sized hickey left just along my jugular.The sight had my stomach turning pleasantly.
I quickly applied some foundation over the top of it before heading downstairs.
As, I was about to turn the corner into the kitchen where everyone seemed to be having breakfast today instead of the dining room a loud tinkly laugh caught my ears. Peering around the corner I saw Harry and a few others sat around the kitchen island, Gigi sitting next to him with a slim hand on his bicep as she buttered some toast for him and handed it to him. I frowned as he thanked her dismissively whilst she flashed him a tender smile. Last night I had been slightly jealous but right now, I was fuming. All I could think about was her hand on his arm and how she was trying to get his attention.
I didn't know where this possessiveness came from but I'm figuring it was due to us taking the next step in the soulmate connection as my jealousy was off the scale in this moment in time, so much so that it pushed me to go to the downstairs bathroom and quickly wash off the foundation I applied to my hickey so it would be visible to Gigi and so that it would send the message loud and clear. I was half disgusted at myself and half impressed. I shrugged my shoulders at myself in the mirror as if my actions were uncontrollable-- well, they were really, I felt like some inner part of me was pushing me to claim Harry. Walking into the kitchen I saw Gigi's eyes flick up to me, up to my neck and then back to Harry as if she didn't give a shit. Realising that my idea didn't work I walked up to Harry, slightly scared that what I was about to do might make him mad at me, but I had no choice, she was driving me insane and I felt as I couldn't stop myself anyhow.
I stood beside Harry and reached my hand up to his neck, pressing my fingertips to the back of his neck I shyly tugged him down to connect our lips together, his sentence getting cut off as a grunt escaped his lips in surprise before he caught on and began molding our lips together as well. I let him take control over the kiss as my bold confidence faltered and I was back to my usual timid self by the time we pulled away. Feeling a little breathless I moved back, satisfaction radiating as I glanced at Gigi's shocked face. Just to be sure I mumbled a shy good morning before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, my eyes on Gigi the entire time before I lost all of my confidence and backed away, scurrying to the toaster where Perrie was watching on with a smirk, too embarrassed to make eye contact with Harry after that little stunt.
"Oh my god, please tell me I did not just do that," I frantically whispered dropping my head into my hands as Perrie laughed wickedly.
"Oh, but you did and it was ace," She said sounding impressed as she raised her hand for a fist bump making me roll my eyes an shove her hand away.
"God, what the hell came over me?" I asked as I pressed my palms against my cheeks to try and cool them down whilst I basically freaked out at the back of the kitchen. I was far away enough that they probably couldn't hear me at the table-- well Harry had enhanced hearing so he probably could but I just hoped he wasn't listening.
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Hero
FanfictionA hero and a human bound together so tightly through one significant Mark which leads them through a battle of hardships and danger. (Sucha shit description but eh, books better. Swear it!)