Irresistable *One Direction* FINISHED!

Quality time together

Harry POV

"Fajitas it is!" I said, then tried my best to do it in a mexican accent but it didnt really work. "Harry!" Lana called. "Yes?!" I replied. "Please dont do that again... Although it was funny!" I smiled. I was muttering under my breath, trying to improve my mexican accent, but I still failed. I thought I heard Lana laughing to herself, which I found very cute. 

* 20 Minutes Later *

I had finished cooking up the chicken and mixed in the different coloured peppers, onions, and some spice. I had everything else set out on the table, and carried the pot with the chicken over, then called Lana up to the table. "Dinner is served!" I heard her giggle, and then the switch of the TV, meaning shes probably turned off the TV. She smiled widely when she saw all the food on the table. "Wow Harry! This looks amazing! I cant wait to try it.." She sat down in her seat, and I pushed her in abit. Even though shes carrying our child, she still feels quite light, which is good. Im not complaining.

Lana POV

"Dinner is served!" Harry called. I ignored him for a second, to just watch abit of Michael MacIntyre. I absolutely love him! Hes really funny and cheeky, but I dont love him enough like I love Harry. I adore Harry loads, and I dont know what I'd do without him. I turned off the TV, and wandered to the dinner table. I was amazed at how much Harry had cooked and it all looked delicious. "Wow Harry! This looks amazing!" I said, going over to a seat, and sat down. Harry pushed me in slightly, and added it with a kiss on my cheek. I smiled and blushed alittle. I did not see that coming.

I sat patiently, waiting for Harry, but it was abit arkward with the room silencing down to nothing. "Ladies first." Harry said, with each of us staring into each others eyes, and I know if I stare into his green orbs, I get lost. I nodded, and took my plate, taking my glance off Harry, and focused on what I was doing. My fajita was stuffed with the chicken, mixed peppers, and onions, with salsa and soure cream, lettuce, and abit of grated cheese; It looked like Harry had the same too. We sat silently eating, until I ended up laughing, and Harry was laughing because he didnt know what I was laughing at; But I have no idea what I was laughing at. I finished my plate and asked politely to leave the table. Harry nodded, leaving too; stacking the dishes and bowls, and taking them to the sink to wash up.

"I'll wash up this time!" I said, walking over to the sink. Harry shook his head. "no,no,No! I-I-I...... I dont want your hands getting dirty." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, but just went along with Harry, and just stretched out on the sofa.

Harry was soon done, and he joined me on the sofa and he put his muscular arm around me, then started rubbing circles in my back. "Harry you know Im ticklish.. Please dont." He laughed, and a smirk crept onto his face. "Harry.." I got up off of the sofa slowly; and backed away to the livingroom door, and Harry just inched closer. He ran towards me, me spinning around and frantically trying to get away from him.

I hid as much as I could behind the door, but to be suprised by Harry scooping me up in his arms. "Harry!" I screamed. He gently put me down, and sat beside me; in a swift move, placing his hand on my stomach. I flinched, but relaxed quickly. "The babys moving.." He said, with a smile. I felt the baby kicking against my stomach, and she picked up the pace. "I think she knows you Harry." I said, laughing lightly. He smiled. "I think you'll going to be a great mother." He kissed me on my lips, with my lips moving in sync with his. At first the touch sent shivers, but Harry sensed my nervousness and wrapped his muscular arm around me. We pulled away, just staring into each others' eyes. "And you'll be a great Father Harry." I looked clock on the wall, and realised I needed some sleep. "Im going to bed Harry, its getting quite late.." Harry nodded, agreeing with me. "It is... I'm coming to bed too." We walked upstairs and we got ready for bed.

Once I was ready, I slipped into the warm duvet and snuggled into a perfect sleeping position. I felt Harry slide in next to me, and he once again, pressed his hand against my stomach, and then quietly said... "I love you baby girl, and I love you too Lana!" He quickly kissed me on the lips and I returned it. "Goodnight Lana, and baby too.." He turned over, and I heard nothing from him after that. "Goodnight Harry."