Ellie
"Babe?" I called through the open hall. A familiar curly mop appeared from around the corner and started running towards me. A laugh escaped my mouth as his hands wrapped around me in an instant.
I wrapped my arms around him and let out another laugh. "I missed you." He flashed his goofy grin.
"I could tell," I smiled and kissed his cheek. I kicked off my converse and hung my purse by his door.
"I'm making dinner now, Liam is with Sadie or something like that." His lips met my temple as he pushed past me. I sat at his barstool and watched him cook.
The muscles in his arms flexed every time he flipped the food and his curls fell beside his pretty face.
"What's your favourite colour?" I asked, fiddling with my rings.
"Purple, why?" His eyebrows furrowed together as he leaned back against the counter.
"We've been together for a while and I don't know things like that." I pointed out and he shrugged.
"What's yours?" His goofy smile returned to his face and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Teal. Parents names?" His face lit up at the mention of them.
"My moms name is Anne and I don't know where my dad is or even his name." I frowned and immediately felt bad for asking.
"I'm sorr-" he shook his head.
"It's okay, I don't care." He came over and stood between my legs, kissing my forehead and then my lips.
"My mom would really love you." My heart warmed at the thought of meeting her.
I rested my hands around his back and smiled. "Maybe one day I'll meet her."
"You will, she's coming out here next week, maybe if you want you can meet then?" I smiled and nodded.
"I would love that." I agreed and his lips met mine again. They stayed for longer this time and I had to push him away so he would stir the food.
"Rude," he called out when I kept pushing him.
"I'm hungry," I whined as he stood there doing nothing. I stuck my bottom lip out and gave my best puppy dog eyes.
"Fine." He mumbled under his breath and made his way over to the stove.
I couldn't help but smile at his dimples when he talked or furrowed his eyebrows.
"Hello?" His raspy voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked up to see him talking on the phone. "Ellie's here," he moved the pot off of the stove.
"Okay, she can't wait either, I love you too." He ended the short phone call and turned to me.
"That was my mom, Gemma, my sister is coming out next week too." My heart rate picked up and I gave a weak smile.
"It'll be fine, babe," he spoke, rubbing my lower back.
I just nodded and gave a hopeful smile this time.
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"What time are you done work tomorrow?" Harry's muffled voice asked me.
He was face down on my lap in the living room while I ran my hands through his hair.
"I don't work," I said, leaning my head on the couch.
"Wanna stay over?" He lifted his head slightly.
"Mhmm," I crossed my legs and lightly pulled his hair into a braid.
"Im going out with a friend from work tomorrow night though," I bit my lip.
"Who?" He flipped to his back.
"A guy named Sam, he works on the fourth floor." I held back the urge to roll my eyes when Harry sat up and huffed.
"I don't like you going out with another guy." He said with a mocking smile.
"Harry, are you serious? He's a friend! We're dating for gods sake." I pointed out, stating the obvious.
"Is that really gonna stop him? Or you for that matter?" I looked at him, eyes wide in shock. His face softened when he realized what he said and his hands immediately tried to meet mine.
I pulled away and stood up from the couch. "Are you serious?" I paced to the arch in the living room and back.
"Ellie, I didn't mean it," he stood up and tried to grab my hands.
"Harry! You just said that you believe in that pretty little mind of yours, that I would cheat on you and you expect me to be okay with it?" I let out a laugh and turned to grab my bag off the chair.
"No, baby, it just slipped out, I know you wouldn't do that." His hands gripped my waist and his calloused fingers made contact with my bare skin. My heart rate picked up at the small action.
I pushed him off once I came back to reality and he stumbled.
"When you come back to your senses, you can call me." I quickly collected my belongings that were scattered along the living room.
"Ellie." His voice was hoarse and his eyes filled with hope. "I'm sorry." I frowned at him.
"Why would you think like that?" I didn't want to cry but the way my eyes stung made it obvious I was about to. I placed my hands on his face.
"You're all that I want. All of your flaws and perfections and your stupid habits and your jealousy." I searched through the green eyes I fell in love with and let out a sigh of relief when he pulled a toothless smile. "I want all of you." I reminded him.
"I'm sorry," he pulled me into his chest.
"You really were a dick." I reminded him. I listened to his heart - which was beating a thousand miles a minute.
"I know." I looked up at him and kissed his chin. An idea struck my mind and I smiled.
"You're it!" I yelled trying to lighten the mood and pushed his shoulder, running away.
"Trick ass," he mumbled and turned to grab me. I jumped over his coach and he followed suit.
"Missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me," I puckered my lips towards him.
"We didn't have to play a game for me to kiss you," his voice trailed off. I tossed a wink in his direction and turned to run down the hallway and up the stairs.
I burst into his room and ran to jump on his bed, collapsing into a fit of laughter. The bed shifted when he hovered above me.
"You're it," he whispered into my ear and I shivered, smirking at him.
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