I Promise

Get ready, here I come

"Goodmorning." Harry says as I drag my feet into the kitchen.

"Hey." I say quietly.

"How did you sleep?" he says placing an egg onto an empty plate.

"Pretty well actually. What about you?" I ask, taking a seat on the stool by the kitchen island.

"Good. You know except for being woken up for the late night tampon run." He jokes. I feel my cheeks heat.

"Thanks again. I'll repay you." He turns around and winks at me before turning back to continue cooking.

"Harry!" I scold. "I didn't mean it like that." I roll my eyes.

He turns the burner off and places another egg into a plate.

"Here." He sets it in front of me.

"Why thanks." I say, before beginning to eat.

"What do you want to do today?" I ask. Between mouthfuls.

"Well, I'm hosting a party later tonight for a few friends. We're having a little get together."

"Oh. that's cool." I play with my fork on the white plate.

"Would you, you know like to come?" He asks, focusing on his plate of food.

"No that's okay. I don't..."

"Lacey, you're coming." He speaks, with a demanding tone.

"Fine." I huff. "Could you take me to my place in a few?"

"Sure. The party starts at six thirty by the way." He says, grabbing his and my plate to head over and place them into the sink.

"Okay. What should I wear?" I question.

"Just dress casual. It doesn't really matter though. Nothing would be great too." He smiles cheekily at me.

"What is up with you lately, boy?" I can't help but giggle.

"I don't know. If you want me to stop I will." He grabs his car keys off the counter.

"In a way I kind of like this side of you." I playfully slap his bum as I follow him out the door.

"Is that so?" He grabs me around the waste.

"Yeah. It's actually kind of hot." I smile up at him.

He locks the large door after pushing a security button and I follow him to the car that nearly killed me yesterday.

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By the time I got back to my place and showered it's nearly 3. I decide to watch some television and relax for a bit before I get ready to go back to Harry's. He said he would pick me up at six.

After watching 'The Proposal' for an hour and a half, I decide to start getting ready.

I walk into my bathroom and begin making over my face. I've been breaking out lately. I don't know if it's just stress from working and life in general or if it's because it's 'that time of the month'.

After I finish my face, I put a layer of brown and bronze eyeshadow on to bring out my blue eyes. Then I add mascara.

I then go to my closet and pick out a pair of high waisted shorts and a cute floral corset top. Then I decide to straighten my hair.

By the time I finish, it's nearly six. Harry should be here any minute.

(A/n hey guys, so I know a lot of people don't read this story but if you're one of them, I might start to write again. I've just kind of been bored and I miss writing this story I guess. so if you like it, please vote, comment and maybe share it? Love you ❤️x)