Chapter 64
I woke up at 10:00am the next morning, and quickly got out of bed.
"Go back to sleep, love." Harry groaned in his raspy morning voice that still sent bolts of electricity through my body.
"I can't." I laughed, and started taking off the undergarments I had slept in so I could get in the shower.
"Where are you going?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.
"The grocery store to get some food for our new house." I couldn't help but smile at the sound of that.
"Come here." He lazily said, and held his long arms out to me. I sighed, but gave in and walked into them.
"You're so soft." He whispered, tracing circles on my hips ever so lightly with his fingertips.
"I have to shower." I objected as he pulled me onto the bed.
"May I join you?" He asked, and I rolled my eyes.
"No." I shook my head as he pouted.
"Why?"
"Because I know I won't be able to get out after that." I said, and he chuckled.
"Well you're not in any hurry, you can go anytime."
"No I can't, and neither can you. Get up." I instructed.
"Why do I have to come?" He whined.
"Because after that, we're going right to the hospital."
"Okay, but that means I need a shower to." He sighed, and again, I gave in.
"Fine." I huffed, and got up from the bed. "Go get some towels."
"There's already some in there."
"You're so annoying." I laughed, and walked into our bathroom. I turned the hot water on, and got in, washing my hair before Harry got in.
"You never fail to impress me, Ariana." He stated, as his eyes trailed up and down my body.
"Hurry up, we need to get some things at the store." I blushed, and hit his arm playfully.
"Like... getting it on?" He smirked.
"Clean yourself." I laughed, and tried to ignore him.
"Clean for me." He instructed, handing me the bar of soap.
"No!" I giggled. "This is what I meant by I'm never going to be able to get out, we have to go, Harry."
"Oh, c'mon." He pleaded.
"Harry!" I smiled and started to argue, but he stopped me before I could say anything by placing his lips on mine.
He wrapped his hands around my waist, and pulled me closer to him.
"No." I mumbled into his lips as I pulled away.
"Ariana..." He warned with a playful smirk.
"Harry, we have to go!" I laughed, stepping out of the warm water so it hit him in the face.
"Hey!" He shrieked like a little girl, and shut the water off so the only things you could hear were the giggles escaping my lips.
"Wipe that smirk off your face missy, or I'll do it for you." He smirked creepily and jumped out of the shower, chasing me as I ran away.
"I have to put a towel on!" I squealed and he picked me up from behind, hugging me tightly against his slippery chest.
"We don't have to put towels on." He responded, kissing behind my ear.
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