" That was so cute." The girls squealed running into the kitchen. The ripped harry away and got a growl. He then went back to cooking. He kept sneaking glances at me.
" Harry Edward Collins." Harry looked up shocked. Zayn and Liam came in the kitchen with death glares. " You haven't marked her yet?"
" Oh lord you're gonna be on my ass also." Harry said stirring the pot.
" You haven't." The girls said smelling me.
" No." He said.
" May we ask why?" Perrie asked.
" Give her sometime." He said. " We just met." I smiled at that.
" Guys you're distracting him from the food." I whined and hopped off the counter. " Now Come we'll wait in the dining room." I said he mouthed thank and I nodded. Everyone was in the dining room before I even finish my sentence. I kissed his cheek and then walked to the dining room myself. They were staring at me.
" So how's he been?" Dani asked.
" Great a real hot head but great." I said and got a growl. "You better not be growling at me!" I shout back.
" Of course not." He replied.
" You've got him wrapped around your finger." Liam mocked.
" Yeah." I said sitting down. " He's a softy."
" Awe." The girls said.
" So have you met his family yet?" Zayn asked.
" Yeah. Yesterday. They seem sweet. I like his sisters. His father didn't really talk and his mom well.. I don't think she likes me." I muttered the last part.
" She loves you!" Harry screamed. " You just started out on the wrong subject."
" Has he met your parents?" Niall asked.
" Hmm." I said taking a sip of Harry's water.
" And? Did they like him?" Ellie pressed.
" You could say that. I don't even think they know where mates." I said.
" How did they met?" Perrie asked.
" Well I don't know exactly. I just remember screaming for them to stop hurting them." I said and heard a growl in the kitchen.
" Ok. Stop asking her so many questions." Harry said coming out with a pot in his hand. IT smelt delicious. I looked at Harry and started to crack up. He had and apron that said 'Kiss The Cook.' Too cute.
" Awe you're too cute." I said pointing to the apron.
" Thanks love." He winked making me blush. I narrowed my eyes at him and he chuckled.
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Creatures
Storie d'amoreWe are, if anything, creatures of habit. Drawn to the safety and the comfort of the similar. But what happens when the familiar becomes unsafe? When the fear that we've been desperately trying to avoid, finds us where we live? We are all creatures o...
