I woke up well rested and to a really pleasant smell that was smelled like breakfast was being cooked. I soon realized that I hadn't been imagining this smell it was coming from downstairs in the kitchen. I slipped on my house shoes and walk down the stairs following the scent. I stood there in shock as Harry was by the table cheekingly grinning with breakfast prepared behind him.
"Well you sure do look nice." he laughed.
I realized what he was talking about. I was dressed in only a tank top and boyshorts. I attempted to cover myself up but he removed my arms from behind me. He gripped onto my waist and started giggling.
"This is an invasion of privacy." I smiled, but really didn't care.
"I'm sorry but I wanted to surprise you." he smirked.
"How'd you get in?" I asked.
"The key on top of the door frame outside." Harry replied.
I had forgot about that.
"Oh..." I echoed.
I told him to wait here until I came back down in a moment. I washed up a bit, brushed my teeth, and did my hair to make myself more presentable. Momentarily, I walked back downstairs and Harry sat me down and he sat on the other side of the table facing me.The breakfast he prepared of toast, eggs, sausage, bacon, and waffles which was actually pretty delightful. I never knew he could cook so good. We sat at the the kitchen table talking about our childhood and I learned that one time when he was little he was bitten on the nose by a lemur which made me die inside. We cleaned up breakfast and Harry suggested we watch a movie together, giving that he already picked out he movie already. When we entered the living area Harry had placed covers and pillows on the couch and a few candles on the small coffee table.
"Can we cuddle?" he asked me.
I didn't object but I was nervous which showed through my facial expressions.
"Of course." I agreed.
He put in Marley & Me into the player.
He sat down and gestured for me to come and sit in his lap. He pulled the cover over us and put his hand on my stomach. I agreed it was pretty awkward at first but I settled in. I layed on his chest and heard his heartbeat almost rapidly. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. My hand gently played in his dark curls drooped over his forehead which provided comfort for me and him. We progressed through the movie and he suddenly paused it. I waited for his response.
You could see the nervousness in his green eyes.
"Harry...?" I asked.
You could tell his heart rate was increasing by the second.
"Umm...I wanted to know if you..want to go out?" he studdered.
I thought really strongly about this just because I thought Harry wasn't really into relationship; he didn't seem like the type. It took me time to push the word out my mouth and slowly said....
"Yes."
He seemed surprised and hugged me tightly before meeting my gaze again. I'd never felt this way before for a guy and we'd just known each other for about a week. Harry was different though.
Harry 's POV:
When her eyes concetrated on mines I took this moment and kissed her gently on the lips. As we both collided I could feel her tense up a bit but i reassured her everything was alright. We kissed muliple times before I managed to restrain myself knowing the intensity was rising rather rapidly.
My dark curls tickled against her skin as our heads met to comprehend what just happened.
"I don't ever want to lose, I care about you way too much." I vowed.
Her head laid back onto my chest which lead to my muscles slightly contracting.
I knew it was awfully quick to mention it but that's honestly how I feel about her. She not like most girls I know, who you just say 'I care about you' to get inside their pants. I don't know it just something about her that makes you curious and intrigued. When I said those words to her I meant it. I was becoming more fond of her than my intentions were.
** 4 hours later **
I woke up next to the sight of Elizabeth playing softly in my curls. If I had the choice I'd wake up everyday like this. A smile crept across my face; but the silence between us soon broke.
"Harry why'd you transfer from England?" she spoke.
"Money probs and my mom wanted to find me and my sister Gemma a better life in America to get away from all the drama." I replied.
"I thought you said your dad had more money than he knew what to do with?" she whispered.
"Yeah now he does, before he had an addiction to drugs. He straightened his life back up though." I answered.
'Oh.." she said.
*eevvvrrroomm* *evvvroom* his pants buzzed.
"Sorry gotta take this call." I said getting off the couch.
Elizabeth's POV:
Harry walked into the kitchen where his conversation would be more private. I tried to listen but I couldn't get into close range because he'd hear me eavesdropping. I knew I heard him say something about going somewhere after he left here. Afterwards, he hung up the phone and I ran back to the couch.
"Hey, I'm really sorry. I have some business I gotta take care of so I got to leave." he murmured.
"Okay..guess I'll see you later.." I huffed leading him to the doorway.
"I'll text you when I get in okay?" Harry said.
"Fine." I muttered.
"Don't be sad." Harry chuckled.
He lifted my head from the floor and attempted to get me to smile by looking at him; which kinda worked. He kissed me before parting his way out the door leaving me alone. I didn't want him to leave but he had. I watched through the window as he back out the driveway and sped down the street out of sight. He was gone.
I turned out all of the lights downstairs and made my way back upstairs and started to text Emma to at least have some company.
*Ding*
The door bell rang and I ran downstairs believing it was Harry coming back to see me. I swung it open but no one was there. I felt the cold night breeze hit my face as I stepped outside looking around. I saw a envelope on the mat and picked it up. I ripped it open and pulled out a slip that said:
"Be careful who you trust because; people are decieving and you'll end up broken at the end."
