Who Knew?(Sequel) Book 2

Chapter 6

(Melina's POV)

"You are perfect." was the last thing I heard last night before I passed out from sleep deprivation. As I lay here now, still in Harry's arms, I think about his words. It sounded like he had more to say, but I'm not sure if I was just imagining that.

I smiled, enjoying being in his arms before he wakes up. I snuggled closer into his body, putting my head in his chest, and taking his scent. He shifted a bit, and I immediately shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep. I felt him move his body a little bit away from mine, and heard him sigh, pulling me closer to him. It was hard not to smile, but I managed somehow. He stroked my hair, and kissing my head. This time I had to bury my head in his chest, and smiled that way.

He chuckled, knowing I was awake. "Come on you, wake up." He laughed shaking me. I groaned in response smiling even bigger.

"I know you are awake now get up missy." I smiled, giggling at him. I pulled back a little and looked at him, his curls a mess and his piercing green eyes fresh from sleep. I grinned and wiped my eyes, so that nothing would be blurry.

"What time is it?" I asked. He looked at the clock on the cable box, sighing. "Like 8 in the morning." he yawned.

"Nooooooooooo." I responded. He looked at me funny.

"I have work at like 9:30." Harry frowned and pulled me closer.

"I don't want you to go." He whined. "I don't want to go either." I mumbled into his chest.

"Harry let me get up." I told him.

"Why?"

I laughed. "Do you really want me to pee on you?" he immediately released me. I raised my eye brows at him.

"What? I don't want to get peed on!" he complained. I laughed and skipped do the hallway to go to the bathroom, did my business and wet into my room and got some clothes that were acceptable for work, and went into the bathroom to shower.

Haha, sucks for Harry. I washed down my body, and washed my hair with my coconut shampoo and conditioner, washed my face and got out of the shower. I checked the time. 8:17. Not bad. I dried myself off, and got dressed real quick, and applied some make up, only cover up and mascara, not really caring. I put on a pair of boot cut jeans, and a plain pale red quarter-sleeve shirt, putting my socks on. I blow dried my hair as fast as I could, and put my hair up into a pony tail, considering it was really puffy from blow drying it.

I walked out of the bathroom, and was greeted with a pair of arms as I walked down the hallway. I squealed when I felt the rather large hands on my hips, and spun around and saw Harry with a big frown on his face.

"Why'd you shower and get dressed?" he asked pouting.

"I have work remember? Can't exactly go to work not showered and naked, now can I?" I giggled.

"Stay home?" he asked with puppy eyes. I shook my head.

"I can't, my project is really big and I only have until this Friday to get it done, so I'm going to have to do some over time and such." I explained the best I could.

"Please?" he dragged out. "I can't! Believe me if I could, I would." I sighed.

He nodded, and his hands left my hips, walking back into the living area. I huffed, and continued to my room putting on a pair of small heeled shoes, with a heel of only about 2 inches. I walked back out and headed into the kitchen to make myself and Harry breakfast, which didn't take very long, only about 15 minutes. Just eggs and toast.