You've spent over 4 hours in the kitchen cooking Harry's favorite. You were exhausted. You had to wake up at 4 am because you took the first shift that starts at 6 am so that you could come back home earlier and surprise your boyfriend with a fancy dinner. You also had to find an additional job where you worked from 6 to 10 pm two times a week. All of that just to be able to give back to your boyfriend. He was always spoiling you with gifts and trips and you couldn't repay him in any way. Two months ago you found something he would completely love.. you needed money tho. You've done your absolute best to gain it and buy your boy the surprise. It was a watch that you knew he was low-key in love with. He had a problem with spending money on himself.
It was around 8.30 pm now. He was supposed to be back at 7..
You were sitting by the table waiting for him. You started to get a bit impatient, angry, worried.. where was he?
At 8.47 you heard the door open. You didn't stand up and run to the door like you usually would.
After a minute or so he entered the kitchen and raising his brow at you.
"What's that all about? Waiting for your mystery lover?" He asked and you were just about to say yes when you looked at him and immediately shook your head no. He had a poker face and angry eyes. He wasn't joking and messing around with him at this moment would be just plain stupid and suicidal.
"No.. what do you mean? I was waiting for you babe.." you said with an unsure smile. "You've working so hard lately and I thought..."
"I'm tired" he cut you off turning in his heel.
"W-what? What about the dinner I made your favorite, Harry.."
"Enjoy it" he shouted walking up the stairs to your shared bedroom.
"What the actual fuck" you mumbled following him.
"Harry? Can we talk?" You asked entering the bedroom. He was lying on the bed on his back with your phone in his hand. His face looked even more tense than before.
"What are you doing?" You came up to him and tried to snatch it away from him but he just slapped your hand and moved away from you.
"Harry! What the hell. It's my phone what are you doing? Give it back!" You said trying to get it yourself one more time.
"You're my girlfriend and I have a right to your phone" he hissed pushing you away gently. He was controlling himself and trying not to explode and you had no idea what got him so mad at you. What have you done?
"No you don't! You invading my privacy Harry! What are you looking for? I can show you whatever you want just give it back!" You grabbed his shoulder and he pushed you away with more force. You had to take two steps back not to fall.
"Show me the text with him!" He yelled facing you. His cheeks red and eyes dark. He was scaring the living shit our of you.
"W-who him? W-what him?" You stuttered taking a step back. He took a step forward mirroring you.
"Him" he hissed with such a disgust that your heart skipped a beat. Harry was always the nicest and the sweetest person ever. He loved everything and everyone. The person standing in front of you wasn't Harry.
"I-I don't kno..."
"Don't fucking lie to me! I wake up in the empty bed in the empty house, I come back to the empty house and fall asleep in the empty bed! Where are you all this time, huh? And don't say work, don't you dare say work cause I'd called them and you know what they told me?!"
"Harry.. please don't yell I can explain.." to started looking at the floor. He was fuming with anger and you were scared to even look at him.
"Are you cheating on me?" He asked standing right in front of you. You could smell his worn-out perfume.
Now tears were streaming down your face, you were a mess. Why would he even think about something like that.
"No I'm not" you said simply looking up at him. You could tell from looking at his face that he didn't know what to think and how to feel. He wanted to be mad at you, he was mad at you, he was hurt after all. But at the same time he believed you and he hated seeing you cry. He hated making you cry.
"I was working. I found a seconds job and have been working there in secret because I wanted to make some more money" you explained sniffing every now and then.
"W-why? Why would you need money? We have enough. If you needed money for something, you could have come to me.."
" I didn't want your money Harry!" You said running your hand through your hair.
"It's not mine. It's ours. Doesn't matter to me who made it. It's ours because we're a family Y/N.." he sat down on the bed I put his head in his hands. "why would you work two jobs. I don't understand."
You walked to your side of the bed and took the watch our of your nightstand.
"That's why. I wanted to give it to you after the dinner. In a bit nicer atmosphere but yeah.." you said shrugging.
"Have you gone completely mad?! It was expensive Y/N!" He shouted analysing the watch from every possible angle.
"It doesn't matter. Do you like it?"
"I absolutely love it. Thank you" he giggled. "I'm sorry. I just thought.."
"Forget it." You smiled at him and he pulled you close to him so he could hug you. You were standing between his legs locked in a tight hug.
"Dinner?" You asked kissing the top of his head.
"Starving.."
