Protect Me

A morning

The next morning I wake up and smell bacon and eggs and waffles. what?

My mom left.

My aunt isn't coming?

My grandma is at work..

I run down the stairs and dash into the kitchen funding a kitchen full of food and a boy.

A curly haired boy.

A Harry.

He turns around and sees me.

"What are you doing?" I ask sitting down.
"I'm apologizing like all those shitbags in chick flicks do." I chuckle and look down.
"What?" he asks and I laugh again.
"You think making me breakfast will make me forgive you?" I stand up.
"I-"
"You break into my house, you use my food, you think I can just forgive you?" I scoff
"Parker-" he stands up and standing face to face.
"You can't get me back this time." I whisper.
"What if I do this?" he takes my chin in his calloused hands and gently kisses me.

"No, no..." I shake my head.
"What?"
I hear a knock on the front door and I go to answer it, Harry trailing behind me.
I open it and see Ben. He looks shocked when he sees Harry.

"I uh, I came-" Ben stutters
"You met Harry," I gesture to Harry
he shifts awkwardly.

"I'll be going- I just came to yeah uh- bye" he says and runs back to his car.
"Ben wait!" I yell but he's already pulling out.

I go back inside and sit down at the table.
"Why was he here?" Harry says, his tone laced with disgust.
"Why are you here Harry?"
"Because I love you" he starts on the dishes.
I pick at the food on my plate.
"Do you really?" I whisper and he stops.
"Of course I love you ."

He takes my head in his hands again and kisses me. But this time I enjoy it.

"I love you too."