The Shortys

UTLOTM - 10 yrs. later pt. 2 - Going off the radar (2)

Wednesday, July 12th, 2017

Author's Note: Part 2 of this #HarryStyles Fan-Fic. Not the real Harry Styles, mind you, this is a work of fiction and fiction does mean "make believe" or "not real", the character in this and any other fan-fics I write only bear in physical resemblance, the rest is just pulled outta my own head. Or my own arse, whichever it happens to be in that moment. lol :D

---- I think at some point I may add this to the "Under the Light of the Moon" book I'm sporadically working on, as it kind of fits the idear and direction I had for that book, this taking place many years later. I'm not really sure yet though, this could just end up as a stand alone as well. Only time will tell.

---- The pic is something I nicked off google images, from May, 2017 (I think) when he did his promo for his solo album in France. Copyright ownership unknown.

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         The first thing he noticed as he stepped inside was the warmth and coziness of her home, it had always felt that way to him, warm and cozy and inviting, but on this early morning it seemed even more so with her fireplace lit in her kitchen/dining room, the lights turned down somewhat, and a few candles lit on the dining room table and in the living room. The aroma of sugar cookies and gingersnaps mingled with pot roast and roasted peppers filled his nostrils, which made his stomach rumble loudly in protest as he took off his coat and boots, hoping she'd offer him a few cookies after he ate.

         "Wow," she laughed, "I heard that." He smirked a bit as she added, "Good thing dinner is ready then, eh?"

         "Smells wonderful," he said, following her through the family room into the kitchen. "I didn't even realize I was hungry until you'd mentioned it." He added as she asked him to get down a couple of plates and some silverware, he did so while she took the pot roast out of the oven, setting the dish on the burners on the stove before taking the stuffed roasted pepper pieces out of the oven as well, setting them next to the pot roast.

         "Thanks." She replied, getting a carving knife out of the cutlery drawer next to the stove. "Bottle of Red with dinner?"

         "Yeah, that sounds good." He replied as she handed him the knife and he cut off a few pieces of pot roast, carefully placing them on his plate. He was putting some of the bacon wrapped, stuffed pepper pieces on his plate as well adding, "This really does smell very good. Thank you for doing this for me, I'm sorry for arriving so late and waking you."

         Meanwhile she had grabbed a bottle of wine out of the fridge and had taken two glasses off the overhead glass rack, taking them over to the dining room table. She was in the midst of pouring each glass a little over halfway full as she said, "No need to apologize, babe, you know you're welcome here anytime, day or night." Jokingly, she added, "Or early morning." Which garnered a smirk from him as he finished filling his plate and asked what she wanted.

        "Just some peppers, I've had my fill of pot roast earlier with Winter and Emmett."

         He took the small tongs she kept hanging on the handle of her stove and filled both plates with the stuffed peppers, "How are the kids? Well -- they're not really kids anymore, are they?"