Decisions (Harry Styles)

Chapter 37

HARRY'S POV

When I woke up, my arms were wrapped around her tiny body. Our legs were intertwined and I felt her breathing in my neck. She was still sleeping and I couldn't stop staring at her perfect features. She looked totally exhausted but still, she was the prettiest girl. I still couldn't believe that she opened up to me about this. It wasn't just some relationship bullshit like Gabriella, someone sexually abused her. That was fucking gross and damn, she was strong. I felt so privileged and I promised to myself that I would never break her trust. 

I kissed her cheek and slowly stood up, trying not to wake her up. I don't know why but I wanted to make her feel like I was thankful. She needed to know that I appreciated her honesty. I decided to cook her something. Truth is, I had no idea why.

I know it's fucking lame. When I was younger, my father was cooking breakfast for my mother every sunday morning. I have no idea why but it meant so fucking much for my mom and it kind of became a tradition. He was waking up earlier, preparing breakfast and they were eating it together in their bed. When I got a little older, around 8 years old I think, I asked my father to wake me up as well on sundays. I wanted to help him with those breakfasts, and I did. I cooked for my mother and it made me so fucking happy. Those were the days.

I want to make Jamie happy and I know that breakfasts won't mean much to her, but that's the only fucking thing I know. That's why I started to cut some fruits, bake some eggs and toast some bread. I had never cooked for anyone, except my mother. Again, Jamie was my first.

I didn't cook for Gabriella. We were more of a "morning sex" kind of couple.

After less than 30 minutes, I heard some footsteps coming in the kitchen. Fuck, I wasn't done with the cooking.

"Harry?" she called out softly, looking for me.

"In the kitchen" I answered back, getting nervous as I heard her coming closer. What was she doing to me... When she saw me, she didn't say a word. She was looking at the stove, not really understanding.

 "Good morning. I thought you'd be hungry. I hope you don't mind me using your kitchen?" I said, breaking the silence.

"You cook?" on a surprised tone. 

"I don't cook. But I cooked." I said, smiling. 

"You didn't have to do this you know?" 

"I know, but I wanted to." she definitely didn't know how much she meant to me. 

"Thank you..." she said, coming closer to me. 

"Don't thank me yet, you haven't taste it." I said, chuckling slightly.

"I'm sure it is going to be delicious." she was always so gentle.

"It's not good to be too confident." I said, teasing.

"Look who's talking, mister confidence" her smile grew wider. I loved when she was teasing me back.

“If we were in a movie I probably would’ve thrown down an egg at you for saying this. We would probably get into a cheesy food fight and end up in the shower. Since we’re not in a movie, I’m not in my kitchen, and I’m a gentleman, I won’t do it. You’re lucky.”  I swear her laugh is the sweetest sound on earth. 

"We're not in a movie you're right, so don't throw an egg at me or my revenge is going to be 10 times worse." she said with an adorable smirk. She was perfect. Her playfull side was the best thing in the entire world. 

"I'm scared" 

"You better be" she said, punching my shoulder smoothly. It was just a small and simple touch, but fuck I liked it. 

"Admit it, you keep talking only to postpone the moment?"

"What do you mean Harry?" she said, still chuckling. 

"Are you scared of what my breakfast might taste?"

"It's only eggs, toast, bacon and fruits. It can't taste bad Harry." she said, still laughing. 

"You could be surprised" I said, hoping I was wrong. She took a first bite and winced. Fuck. "Oh, so it's bad?" I asked, fucking upset. 

"It's disgusting Harry." she said, looking serious as fuck. 

"Sorry. I can just try again or go buy something or I don't know" her laugh interrupted me. She could not stop laughing. "What?" I said, finally understanding that she was just teasing me again. 

"You should've seen you face." she said, laughing even harder. For a moment, I was so fucking happy and I just wanted that feeling to stay forever. I wish I could just freeze time so we could stay like this forever. She was happy and that made me the happiest man on earth.

"You're going to pay for this." I said, running after her. She tried to escape in her room, but I was too fast for her. I grabbed her by the waist and took her in my arms.

"Let me go!" she said, still laughing.

"Never" I answered. I would never let her go.

"I'm going to fall Harry!" she said, wrapping her legs around my waist.

"I'm not going to let you fall Jamie. And if you do, I'll catch you." I said, looking at her straight to the eyes. She stopped laughing for a moment. I understood that our conversation took another turn. It wasn't about a simple fall anymore. 

 She slowly wrapped her arms around my neck. Our faces were so close that I could feel her breathing. Her beauty was taking my breath away. I swear for a moment I got lost in her eyes. 

"I am starting to fall in love with you Jamie Carter." I said without thinking. but meaning every single word more than anything in the world. She was everything I was living for right now and I couldn't let her go. 

She didn't answer me, but she leaned in and kissed me right on the lips. I wasn't expecting this at all, but fuck it was good. 

That gentle kiss meant everything to me. 

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Hey everyone ! 

Hope you enjoyed the chapter, your comments are welcomed !

I really love quotes and I was wondering, do you have a favourite quote in Decisions? I'd like to write them down. 

Thank you,

Aly x