Challenge 1

Story 1

Author: @imnuttyovastuff

"Dammit! This cot looks nothing like the picture!" I looked up from page 186 of my book I was reading and smiled warmly at his frustration.

Harry had spent most of the day assembling the cot together and apparently, it still wasn't quite right. He looked soo adorable trying to assess what had gone wrong by comparing the picture on the box to what was the final result.

I got up from my seat- well levered myself more like since I was 7 months pregnant and no easy feat getting to a standing position- and waddled over to where he was leaning on the side of the cot still puzzled. I placed my hand on his lower back, leaned into him and kissed him on the cheek. " It looks perfect to me," I said. As he turned to face me I said, "Why don't you invite Niall over and have a break for a bit. He hasn't been around much since the "unwanted kiss" incident with my sister".

Harry laughed. "I tried to convince him that he just surprised her and she wasn't aware that he liked her. Timing is everything. I know I got my timing right with you". As he said it I blushed. Even after 5 years he still made me feel weak in the knees.

Harry disappeared to call Niall. I waddled off to the bedroom to change. As I walked over to my dresser the silver antique jewelry box caught my eye. It had been a gift from my mum that had been in the family for 5 generations but I had never been able to open it as the silver key that unlocked it had been lost in transit when we moved from our pokey apartment to this beautiful house a few months back.

My thoughts were broken when I realized Harry had been saying "Babe" for the last few seconds. I turned and gave him a "why do you love me she who looks like a whale?" with a pout. Harry's eyes glistened with love and within a split second he had one muscular arm around most of my waist and a gentle hand cupping my face so tenderly. Using his husky tone he said, " you are the only one for me". And with that, he lowered his lips towards mine and parted them with a flick of his tongue. I responded with a groan and wrapped my arms around him not wanting the kiss to end.