Trouble

Chapter 22

Hello my lovelies, here's the new chapter as I promised. It might be a bit shorter than usual bot not too short I hope. Also it's kind of a sweet chapter where nothing too dramatic happens but I can tell you that the next one will have some draaaama. Okay now as always I want to thank you for the amount of reads because I honestly never expected to reach 8000 reads so I just want to thank you and tell you that I love you all A LOT.

I'm sorry for any kind of errors. xx

I put my mug on the counter and waited for the water to boil up.

I was just in my underwear and bra since that was what I slept in; when I woke up Harry was still asleep and I knew that if I would go around looking for one of his t-shirts I would’ve woke him up.

After last night I couldn’t deny that I felt a little more comfortable around him, I was still shy but the fact that he needed me to trust him, warmed my heart to the point when I couldn’t find myself being uncomfortable around him.

Somehow he had proved me that I didn’t need to be scared of anything with him, that I was safe.

Suddenly I felt a pair of hands on my hips and I was pressed firmly against someone’s front. Jumping a little, I looked into the glassy counter door and saw Harry’s reflection, his faced buried into my hair.

“You scared me Harry.” I gasped.

“How did you know it was me?” He asked in a low teasing voice that made a shiver run down my spine. I knew that he was joking but decided to go along with it.

“No one touches me like you do.” I put my hands on top of his, which rested on my hips. I, not only wanted to go along with it, but also show him that I in fact was more comfortable around him, that I wasn’t afraid to show him myself.

He just hummed and I felt his lips make contact with the skin of my bare shoulder. His teeth tugged on the strap of my bra before he released it and continued with the kissing. His arms went fully around my waist, hugging me.

“Plus I saw you in the reflection” I pointed to the glassy counter door in front of us. “And let’s face it, who else could it be?” I laughed, ruining the moment.

“It could always be a murderer.” He tried to say seriously but we ended both cracking up.

I turned around in his embrace; he had put on a pair of joggers but remained shirtless.

“The first one is true though.” I smiled looking into his eyes.

He responded by connecting our lips in a slow and sweet kiss.

“You might want to put something on, baby.” He mumbles against my lips.

“Why so?” I asked innocently. Once again showing him that I was comfortable and at ease if front of him. And by the way he smiled I could tell he understood.

“Because as much as I like seeing you in this cute underwear, I won’t be able to keep my hands for myself.” Just as he spoke his hand ran down my back and I placed my own hand on top of his just before it reached my bum, interviewing our fingers.

“You choose.” He mumbled against the skin of my jaw line, kissing it ever so softly.

“Fine, I’ll go change.” I said earning a chuckle from Harry and kiss on my red cheek.

I headed to the bathroom shouting “I like my tea sweet.” just before I closed the door behind me.

After  a long and relaxing shower I brushed my teeth and my hair leaving it down. I didn’t apply any make-up whatsoever and changed into a pair of grey sweatpants a white t-shirt and grabbed my denim jacket since I would have to wear it once outside.