Trust

Chapter 6

*Harry's POV*

I woke up in an unfamiliar place and nearly rolled off the couch. For being a couch, I actually slept well. It was shaped in a largre 'L' and the cushions had just enough support for my bad back, yet it was soft. I might even say that this is the best I've ever slept. I let the blankets roll off my body and fall to the ground.

Since it's now in January, the frosty winter air circulates through the house, so I slipped my sweats back on and walked to the kitchen. The microwave read 9:48 am; which is actually really early for me and I wasn't sure why I was up. Destiny said to make ourselves at home so I casually looked through the pantry and the fridge. In the end, I decided upon making a big breakfast for everyone. I know it's not my flat, but it seemed like the nice thing to do.

After gathering all the materials, I began to cook breakfast. My hair was a mess and not cooperating with me as I combed my fingers through it. Cooking breakfast in complete silence was boring, so I ran quietly to grab my ear buds and plugged in music before washing my hands. Hopefully Destiny will be alright with me doing this.

*Bailey's POV*

At 8:00 exactly, the marimba tone wakes me up, letting me know it's time for work. Groggily, I slid out of bed and slowly made my way to the bathroom with my clothes in my hand. My eyes were, like, half closed as I did everything. I was so lazy, I didn't even have the energy to blast my music. So Destiny was in luck this morning, she gets to sleep in! The hot, hour long shower woke me up a bit.

I dried myself and wrapped a towel around my body, as well as my hair. Next thing was my make up. I don't actually wear much. First, I apply primer and brush on some Bare Minerals©. Then, I curl my eyelashes before a swipe of eyeliner. After the eyeliner I put two layers of mascara and oua-la!

Once I finished my make up, which only took about 10 minutes, I got dressed. I work at Billabong, so the dress code is pretty chill. The outfit I chose for today was a pair of black leggings, a tribal tank top, a white sweater, and a pair of tribal Vans that matched my shirt. I basically live off Vans. They're comfy, cute, and you can dress them up or wear them casually. For my hair, I just straightened it and walked back to my room to grab a snapback and a necklace.

I checked my phone for the time, being it 10:15 and my stomach sounds like a chainsaw, I decided to go eat. Besides, it smelled really yummy. I assumed Destiny was already up and cooking breakfast, so I walked in the kitchen and went to the fridge to pull out my coconut milk (since I hate the taste of real milk from a cow) and grabbed a mug from the cup board and walked over to make a cappuccino. I really needed to wake up.

As I inhaled the amazing smell of pancakes and took a sip of my cappuccino, I shut my eyes, "That smells like, soooo gooddd..."

"Thank you."

My eyes shot open when I realized I was talking to a male. I let out a scream, making him jump. Then when my brain processed what was going on, I put my hand on my chest, feeling my heart beat. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry." I let out a chuckle, "I'm like so out of it in the mornings and I thought you were Destiny. So when I realized I heard a guy's voice, it freaked me out. Like why is a guy in my house? I never let one in and like-...  I need to shut up. Sorry. Oh my god.... I'm just gonnaaa...." I sipped my coffee because I honestly needed to shut up.

Harry chuckled, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure I would've done the same thing if I saw a random guy in my house making breakfast for everyone."

He paused before speaking again, turning his attention to the food. I took the time to admire his finely toned body. My eyes traced his broad shoulders, down his tight back muscles, to his sagging sweats that showed off a bit of his maroon Jack Wills briefs. His butt honestly looked really good in that. Damn, he's fucking hot. I bit my lip. Normally, I bite my lip out of a weird habit, but God, he was so hot.