Real

Chapter 29

I was woken up by noises in the kitchen. I rubbed my eyes and groaned. I got up and noticed I was wearing a t-shirt that looked baggy on me.

It was Harry's t-shirt, it smelled like him. I smiled and walked to the kitchen. I saw Harry making breakfast. He didn't seem to hear me because when I placed a kiss on his cheek, he jumped.

"Hi." I giggled.

"You're awake." He said smiling. "I wanted to bring you breakfast to bed."

"I could go back and pretend I'm asleep."

He laughed and placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Cutie." I smiled at our touch. "How did you sleep?"

"Splendid." That's all what we had done. Sleep. I wondered if Harry was mad because we didn't... "Do you-uhm... Are you ok with that?" He looked at me confused. "I mean, are you ok with the fact I spent the night here and slept in your bed, with you, but just that... Slept? No... You know. Sex involved."

Harry mouthed an 'oh' when he got what I was saying. He left the pan and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me closer. "I'm not going to do anything you don't want to. No pressure. I told you that."

I nodded, buring my head on his strong chest. It wasn't that I didn't want him. I really want to do it with him, be his, to Harry be my first. It was just that I was scared. God I must sound so stupid.

"Besides." He added. "I love how you look wearing my clothes."

I blushed and a smiled appeared on my face. This boy could easily affect my mood. "We should better finish making breakfast because you have to be at the airport in an hour." I tried not to sound heartbroken when I said it, maybe Harry didn't notice it in my voice but he saw it in my eyes.

"Besides missing you, I'm going to miss my new favourite hobby." He sighed.

I looked at him confused. What was he talking about? "What hobby?"

"Finding any excuse to kiss you every five minutes." He leaned closer and kissed me tenderly. I smiled feeling his lips on mine. I was going to miss this so much. It was only a week, I remained myself. Only a week.

I forced myself to stop kissing him. I didn't want him to be late to caught his flight. His eyes were glued to me as I walked towards the fridge. "What are we making for breakfast?" I turned my head and smiled at him.

He smiled back. "Whatever the lady wants." Harry winked at me. "But, I was doing omelettes."

"Mmm, omelettes!" I stared singing. "I'll make tea then. Or do you prefer coffee?"

"Tea is perfect."

...

"Harry, hurry up!" I said, running through the Heathrow airport holding his hand. "The boys and Lou are waiting for you."

"Are you trying to get rid of me?" He asked, putting a hand on his chest acting like he was hurt.

"Tonto." I said in Spanish, rolling my eyes at him. 

"Hey! No hablar espanol, remember?" I laughed at him. He had a cute accent when he spoke in Spanish.

I could see the guys waiting next to the check-in thing. Eleanor and Sophia were there too, that made me happy, at least I wasn't going to be alone when I said goodbye to the boys. Perrie must have been busy with Little Mix's promotion. I waved at them and they saw us and began laughing at the way Harry and I looked. Just imagine a petite girl dragging around a 5'11" guy through an airport full of people. I started laughing too imagining myself.