Kitchen make out

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Dinner was amazing and Harry and I basically had to force Ann out of the kitchen as we started dishes. Which I inisted on as I was staying in her house for the time being. Harry had other plans besides cleaning up as he proceeded to start water fights with me and get soap all over me.  I almost broke a couple plates numerous of times. 

He set down the towel from drying the dishes and wrapped his arm around my waist,  pulling me close to him. With his other hand he pushed my hair to one shoulder letting his head rest on the now bare shoulder. He let his hand rest aroun my waist holding me from behind. I felt his lips against my neck which caused shivers down my spine.

"They like you, you know." Harry said his breath against my neck.

I placed the last dish in the dish rack, turning around I wrapped my arms around his neck so I was now facing him.  

"Not everyone." I replied thinking of Gemma.

His cheeky smile slowly sank before placing a kiss on my forehead, "She'll come around. She likes you....deep.....deep...down."

I rolled my eyes at him, "Really? I don't think so."

He tilted my head up to look at him, "I like you..." He smiled kissing me softly on my lips, biting the bottom of my lip tenderly whispering, "Alot."

My hands released from behind his neck to move up into his curly locks on the back of his head as we held our tender embrace. I felt his tounge brush across my lips, and I felt him lift me up onto the counter and I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him closer.

We were into the moment,  until we heard a cough. We both turned to look and see Gemma, who rolled her eyes and walked back out of the kitchen. 

"Yeah, shes totally going to love me." I said sarcastically.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 31, 2012 ⏰

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