Day by Day

Dark Blue

"I'm really bored", I tell Harry as I put my chin on his shoulder. We're sitting on the couch at the living room. Our feet rest on the coffee table and he's watching a Rolling Stones concert. "Pay attention to the show, it's good." I huff and get up from the couch and leave. He turns his head and watches me go into the kitchen.

Some minutes later I return with a glass of iced tea and a good idea. He's singing along to one of the songs as I sit back down on the couch. "Lets do something else, I'm bored. Please please", I say kissing the shell of his ear multiple times. "Okay," he pauses the concert dvd, "what do you want to do?" He asks me as he brushes his fingers through my hair. "Maybe I could paint your nails and you can keep watching the concert." As I talk, he stares at me and raises an eyebrow.

"You want to paint my nails? A guy's nails?" I nod smiling. "Never in a million years."

"Oh come on! It'll be fun and it's not like it's permanent you know, nail polish remover exists so girls can paint their boyfriend's nails and they can take it off later! Pleaaaase, I'm bored." I give him my best puppy eyes and pout my lips. He comes closer, smiling and pecks my lips.

"As much as I love you, I would like to keep my manhood so no nail painting", he says and pecks my lips again. My head falls defeated on his shoulder. This is going to be a long night, him watching the concert and me watching him.

Although I don't mind watching him. His hair is on a quiff, he's wearing a white t-shirt and gym shorts. His nose is a little red and stuffy and his eyes are greener than ever. His feet still rest on the coffee table and his hands hold a empty cup, he drank the tea long time ago. I put my elbow on the head rest of the couch and rest my head on my fist. I stare at him smiling until he turns his head to look at me. "You enjoying the view?" He asks in a playful tone as he looks back at the tv.

"Yes, I really like the view. I have a pretty guy in front of me. But he's more interested in watching some concert." He turns his head again to look at me.

"Are you really that bored that you are starting to talk as if we don't know each other?", he asks me laughing and I smile at him. "Yes, I'm bored. We've watched this concert like a million times Harry."

"Well if it was a Coldplay or a Kings of Leon concert you wouldn't be complaining", he says still laughing softly. "You're right, but we're watching a Rolling Stones concert. And that's fun only for you." I say as I rest my hand on his thigh and my head on his shoulder. I feel him kiss my head, through my hair. "You want to watch something else then?"

"No it's not fair, we watched Gossip Girl last night so it's only fair we watch what you want tonight", I say and look up at him smiling and he mirrors my smile. We both turn our heads to look at the tv and he kisses my head again. I take the cup from his hands and place it on the coffee table. As I lean back I take his hand on mine and intertwine our fingers as our hands rest on his thigh and my head falls to his shoulder again. Harry starts mocking Mick Jagger and sings poorly the song he's singing on the tv. I can't help but laugh and look up at him as he closes his eyes and sings along, clearly making fun of Mick.

"I hope you don't sing like that at your concerts" I tell him laughing. "You've been to our concerts, I sound nothing like that." We both laugh and turn again to the tv. Some minutes pass until Harry breaks the silence.

"You can paint my nails if you want." I raise my head and sit up straight to look at him.

"Really?!" I say in a cheery voice and he smiles big. "Yes, I can tell you're bored even though you're trying to hide it."

"I'm sorry I don't like your 'activity' even though you put up with seven Gossip Girl episodes last night."

"Well, I do find those very boring but love you so I watch them anyway. I like the way you concentrate so much on the tv, you open your mouth and then realize you opened it so you close it again." He says and makes me feel even worse about me not liking his concert on tv. He notices all these little things about me just as I notice his little demeanors when he watches his favorite concerts on dvd. Or his little demeanors when he cooks, does his hair in the morning, reads his mom's texts or when he's driving. I notice all his little gestures just as he notices mine. And love him even more for that.

"You're amazing, did you know that? Not every guy would put up with his girlfriend making him watch Gossip Girl. And yet you do, you are incredible and I really really love you", I tell him and he smiles.

"I love you just a little", he says shrugging his shoulders with a smile still on his face. "I'll take what I can get", I say. He kisses me hard and we both run out of air. "I'm just kidding, I love you very much. But I'm glad you settled for any amount of my love for you. That means you really love me", he says.

"And because of that I'll let you paint my nails. But I have some conditions. One," he says using his finger, "make sure you have polish remover because I'm not showing up to rehearsals with painted nails and two", he holds up the number two with his fingers, "no bright colors." I peck his lips. "Deal", I say and stand up to bring my little bag with all my nail polishes as he puts play on the concert again.

I come back to the couch and he's texting someone. "Ready? After I paint them you can't really touch anything or they'll be ruined so be careful."

"Yes my lady." I take his right hand and put it on my thigh. I open the bag to retrieve dark blue, black, brown and dark red polishes. "Which one?" He looks at me and stares at the polishes on my hands. By the looks of it he's giving it a lot of though. Finally he chooses a color. I take it and shake the little vase. I take out some top coat first. I paint all his nails with shinny top coat and they dry quickly. Then I open the cap to the blue polish and brush the nail on his thumb. He's concentrated on the concert but every now and then his eyes look down to his nails.

"Right hand done. Ta da!" I say and he takes his hand to eye level to stare at his nails. "Wow you did a good job baby. Congratulations, I love them so much," I can tell he's been sarcastic and that makes everything even funnier.

"Now take them off before I lose my balls", he gives me a fake smile and turns to the tv. "But what about your left hand?"

"You want to paint the other one too?" I nod smiling and he throws his head back sighing. "Fine", he says as he gives me his left hand. I repeat the whole process with his left hand and minutes later I'm done. "There, all finished. I think they look pretty good, don't you?"

"They do look nice. Satisfied?"

"Yes, I wasn't bored for the last half hour", I say laughing and he smiles. "Now bring the liquid remover that you use and take this off."

"About that, there's one tiny problem..." I tell him. Harry looks at me all serious as I open my mouth. "Well I only have enough to remove like three nails", I say and cover my mouth with my hands to avoid my laughter.

"What?!"

"I'm sorry", I say standing from the couch. "Remember that you love me!" I say and start running towards our bedroom as I hear him run behind me. I shut the door closed and lock myself in. "Open up now!"

"You're gonna kill me if I open the door!" I can't contain my laughs by this point. "Open the door!" Harry says behind. I take off the lock and let him open the door. He comes in the room with a devilish smile, looking as hot as ever. I start to walk backwards and bump into his nightstand table. He keeps walking towards me.

"I told you to check if you had enough to remove them all and still you painted them all", I cover my mouth with my hands as I did on the living room and his smile grows.

"You've been bad." He reaches for my waist and throws me on the bed and lays on top of me.

"If you laying on top of me is my punishment, I'll let you know that I really like it and I'm gonna mess up more", I say smirking at him and he smiles wider.

"Baby, you don't know what I'm about to do to you", he says and leans down to kiss me.

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