Proven.

Chapter 12

"Uhm...what are you doing next weekend?"

"Uhm I'm not sure. Why?"

"Just wondering. I won't be at 'Light,' I'm going home for the weekend."

I had suddenly got nervous to ask him to come with me, so I decided to play it off normal. What is wrong with me? Why can't I just ask him to go?

"Oh okay."

After a few more minutes of Harry navigating me around New York, we finally came to his apartment. The apartments were called 'Sand.' Odd right? It was the most priciest apartments in New York City. It makes me wonder where his money comes from, then of course Drug Manufacturing pops in my head. I quickly push the thought away, and follow him up to the entrance.

We took the elevator in a comfortable silence. When it hit the very top floor, the doors opened and it showed a tiny hallway with only one room door. I was a little confused, and Harry clearly noticed.

"I have the penthouse apartment. There's only one, and it's at the very top."

"Wow nice British Boy."

"Just wait until you see the inside, you'll never want to leave." He shot me a cheeky dimpled smile, that makes my knees go weak.

"No promises."

He unlocked his door, and we stepped inside. It was dark at first, and with the sound of a 'click' the room was engulfed in light. Beautiful would be an understatement about this apartment. When you first walked in, it led into a hallway. If you go straight you go to the living room, it was a light grey with black furniture and a red cloth chair with the pillows on the couch, it also had glass surrounding it. You could look out all over New York City it was the most amazing thing I've ever seen. If you go left when you get in the living room, the kitchen is connected. The kitchen is huge, it has beautiful brown glossy countertops with white cabinets. It had everything a dream kitchen would have. The kitchen had a reddish color paint on the walls, it was truly beautiful. If you took a right from the living room there was a dining room, which was also a light grey with a oak colored table. If you took a left there was a master bedroom and a master bath, and a little work room. All three rooms were blue with grey and black furniture.

"It's beautiful Harry."

"Thank you. I've had it for about three months."

"Nice. So are we ordering out, or cooking?"

"I'm cooking for you love."

I let out a loud laugh, and looked at him with disbelief. He was smirking at my reaction, but had a hint of seriousness to his face.

"You're kidding."

"No you can help. I will put on some music."

He walked off to turn on music and I put my phone on the coffee table and my purse to, and went to wash my hands to start cooking.

Harry returned with a remote control a couple of minutes later. He pressed a button and music started playing throughout the apartment.

"Holy shit." I said in complete awe.

Harry let out a chuckle, and walked over towards the refrigerator. He looked through it, then opened the freezer and pulled out a package. He then proceeded to walk to the cabinets and pull out a box.

"Do you like chicken Alfredo?" He asked while walking over with the package and box.

"Yes!! It's my favorite food!!"

"Well we can make that, and afterwards we can make cheesecake!"

We were doing pretty good on the chicken alfredo, until my phone started ringing and I asked Harry to go get it. Big mistake. BIG. The next thing I know, Harry is on my phone talking.