In Love With A Gang Leader!

Chapter 3

  I woke up to light snores and something heavy on stomic. I looked to see Harry with one arm wrapped around my waist and his head on my tummy. I tried to move but Harry only tightened his grip on me. I gave up trying and just laid there staing at the celling.

    I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up the bed was empty. Well besides me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I looked around the room. The bathroom door was open which ment that Harry was not in there. I got out of the bed and walked over to the  door. I turned the knob to find it unlocked. I walked down the hallway till I found some stairs. I walked down the stairs and saw the front door. I ran to the door and tried to open it but it was locked. I heard a noise that made me jump. I looked around me scared. I was scrared. I heard it agian so I went to find out what the noise was. I know, not the smartest thing to do but I want to know what is making the noise.

  I followed the moise into the kitchen. I popped my head in and found Harry in a pair of swet pants that hung low on his hips. He was shirtless so when he moved you could see his muscles contrast when he moved. From what I can see he cooking what looks like eggs, bacon, sasage and there is some toast on a plate. He turned around to put two plates on the island behind him. He saw me and his face lite up with joy. What is he, bipolar or something? 

 " I see your awake. Why don't you come take a seat. Breakfast is all most done."

 He was smilling at me and it was kind of freaking me out. I walked slowly afraid that he might snap at me. He watched me till I sat down. When I sat down he put a plate infront of me and turned to finish cooking. I couldn't help but look at all the tatoos he has. When he turned around to put food on the plates I didn't look away. I looked at all the other tatoos he has.

 " Are you having fun checking me out?"

 " I wasn't checking you out. I was looking at all of your tatoos."

 " Same thing" 

 " No its not. If I was checking you out I would look at from head to toe and I'm not doing that."

 " Your cute you know that?" He said while chuckling,

 " So I've been told." I mumbled.

  We ate our food in silence. Sometimes I would catch Harry looking at me. I don't know why but it was like he was trying to figure me out. I was about to put my plate in the sink but Harry took it and did it for me.

 " Do you think you could take me home now?"

 " Ya. Let's go change." He said walking out if the kitchen.

   I changed quickly while Harry was in the bathroom. As he was coming out I was buttoning up my pants. 

 " I missed the show." He said while frowning. I rolled my eyes and handed him his shirt.

 " Can I have my phone back now?"

 " Fine."

 He put his shirt away and then went to get my phone. I saw him take it out be he never turned around to give it back to me. What was he doing?

 " What are doing with my phone?"

 " Nothing."

 " Then give it back to me." I demanded.

 " Hold on." 

 " See! You are doing something! Give back to me!"

  I tried to take it from him but he kept moving his hands away from me and kept doing what he was doing. After what felt like a million tries to get it back I gave up and sat on the bed til he gave it back to me. Once he gave it back I looked to see what he had done. He went through my text messages and deleted Max's number! I cna't belive him!