“As much as I love cuddling you, my legs are going numb” Harry grins, letting go of me.
“Sorry” I say sliding off of his lap onto the spot next to him.
I grab the remote from the arm of the couch and flick through the channels.
“What should we watch? Sport?” Harry smiles stealing the remote out of my hands.
“Ahhh, I don’t think so” I laugh taking it back off him.
Before I know it Harry starts tackling me to get the remote back.
“Get off me you psycho!” I laugh getting out of his grasp.
I run into the dining room and Harry chases after me. I dodge around the dining table as harry stands on the other side.
“Just give me the remote and no one gets hurt” Harry smirks sneaking around the side of the table.
I quickly dodge around him and run upstairs.
“Not a chance!” I yell running into my room.
I shut the door behind me and hide behind my chested drawers. I hear Harry open my bedroom door and tip toe in.
“Mia, come out come out wherever you are” Harry laughs.
I try to contain my giggle as I hear him getting closer.
“Gotcha!” He yells grabbing my waist and pinning me under him on the ground.
I shove the remote down my top so he can’t grab it.
“I will go down there Mia” He smirks rubbing his hand up my arm.
“Just give me the remote” He laughs tickling me.
I start laughing and tears roll out of my eyes. Laugh tears not sad tears. He looked so adorable when he was laughing. This tough boy exterior with tattoos and piercings had faded. He was so sweet inside, he was totally different to what he came across as.
“Harry stop!” I squeal, as I try to catch my breath.
He stops tickling me and brings his head down to my forehead.
“So you will give me the remote?” Harry smirks.
I feel his warm minty breath blow against my face. His lips were so close to mine. He always made me frozen when he was this close. While I was lost in his gaze Harry quickly stole the remote out of my top. I squeal at his touch under my shirt.
“Got it” He laughs climbing off me.
“Fine, you win” I smile following him back down the stairs.
We reach the living room and my stomach starts to growl. It was hitting 12pm and I was getting hungry.
“I’m going to make some sandwiches do you want one?” I ask Harry as I make my way towards the kitchen.
“Yeah” Harry says following me.
“You can sit on the couch” I state pulling the bread out of the pantry.
“Nope, I rather watch you” He smirks sitting on the stools on the other side of the kitchen bench.
“Whatever you please” I laugh.
I make some ham sandwiches as Harry kept his gaze on me the whole time. It made me feel a bit self-conscious but it was kind of nice. I have never spent so much time with a boy before. It’s usually just Sophie and I. So it was different to have Harry around. Not that I didn’t like it though. It was nice to have him around. He made me feel relaxed, safe and good about myself.
