Put Your Heart On Your Sleeve

Chapter 13

Harry and Cristina were in the kitchen making their favorite late night snack, tacos. Cristina wouldn’t normally have them but when she did have them they always turned out extremely good. 

“Ouch,” she said. She had cut herself from using one of the knives. “Thank god this isn’t a Cutco knife. My finger would have been sliced off.” she laughed a little and placed her finger under the sink. “Can you bring me a band-aid, Harry?” she asked.

“Sure, Cris.” he said. He walked over to his bag and grabbed a small box that contained all first-aid needs. “Here ya go,” he said. He grabbed a band-aid from the box and put a band-aid over her finger. He kissed her finger and then held it close to his face. “Boo boo get better.” he said.

Cristina laughed and got on the tips of her toes to place a gentle kiss on his Harry’s lips. “You’re so silly.” she said. She went back to cutting the tomatoes into small pieces and placed them in a bowl. “So we’ve got the ground beef, the sour cream, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, onions for you and the taco shells.” she said. 

Harry nodded and came up behind Cristina and wrapped his arms around her. “You’re special.” he said in a whisper. Cristina felt shivers down her spine, feeling her knees get weak. His thick English accent always caught her off guard with whatever he said.

“How do you do that,” she asked. She leaned her head back, feeling Harry around her. She felt like she was in her own world with just them two and no one can disturb them. “I wish we could just stay like this forever,” she said. She placed her hands over his hands and laced them together. She turned to face him and stared into his eyes. She will never get used to looking into those green eyes of his.

She leaned in and closed her eyes, puckering her lips. Just as he was about to plant a soft kiss on her, she ran her finger through the sour cream, picking up a small scoop from her finger and placed it on Harry’s lips. 

“Mmmm, yummy. Sour cream.” she laughed and then ran away, hiding under the covers in their bedroom. 

“Oh, Cris, you’re a lame prankster.” he laughed and chased after her. He threw the covers off of her and rubbed his lips against her face. “Mmm you look delicious.”

She laughed and laid in bed as she tried to rub off the sour cream on her face. Harry walked to the kitchen and grabbed the bowl with cheese and brought it back to the bedroom. He grabbed a handful of the shredded cheese and sprinkled it all over her. 

“Hey, we’re going to have to sleep in this,” she said, still laughing. She threw some of the cheese that was on the bed at him. “So much for dinner too.” she laughed and crawled up to him and got up on her knees, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You gon’ sleep in the bed with me,” she asked him.

“Of course,” he said. “Well, why wouldn’t I? I didn’t invite you to come along to sleep on the couch.” he winked at her and gave her a small, quick peck on her lips. “Now let’s clean this up, Cris.” he said. He picked her up off the bed and placed her back down to the ground. “Let’s go throw some food at the boys first.” he snickered and grabbed the bowl of ground beef, with the cheese bowl still in his arms. Cristina grabbed the sour cream and tomatoes and followed him out the door. They both knocked on all the doors and waited for the boys to open their doors. 

“Food fight!” Harry yelled and both Cristina and him started throwing food at all the boys. Zayn was the first to run after Cristina. She ran away from him, thinking he was playing around and grabbed her putting her over his shoulders. 

“Zayn,” she yelled, laughing. She smeared sour cream all over his face and tomatoes down his pants. She realized he was bringing her to his room. “Zayn, come on, you sneaky git,” she laughed and started hitting Zayn on the back. “Harry,” she yelled. 

“Hey, dude, com’on. Lay off my girl would you?” he said, trying to be polite. He laid out his arm to have Cristina back in his arm. Zayn placed her back down and went into his room, coming back out with ketchup and mustard. He squirted his food products at Liam and Louis and then at Harry and Cristina. 

“Hey, where’s Niall,” Harry asked. 

“He probably doesn’t want to waste his precious food on a food fight,” Louis said. 

They all laughed and kept throwing food at each other for the next hour. Niall came through the door, with his eyes all groggy looking. 

“Guys, the food. The precious food I could have eaten and it’s all wasted. Stop.” he said. He grabbed the ketchup and mustard from Zayn and all the other food from everyone else. 

“Go to bed,” he said and kept all the food, closing the door.

Louis, Zayn, Liam, Harry, and Cristina were all covered with chips, ketchup, mustard, sour cream, meat, tomatoes, and drinks. They all sat down in the hallway, laughing and talking, preparing for what they all have ahead of them. They were all huddled in a circle, Harry with his arm around Cristina, keeping her close to him. Cristina would notice every so often that Zayn would wink at her and bite his lip. She laughed, rolling her eyes. She yawned and laid her head on Harry’s shoulder. 

“Harry, I’m sleepy. Let’s go to bed.” she said. She got up, holding onto Harry’s hand. “Good night, boys. See you all in the morning.”

“Good night, beautiful,” Zayn said low enough for only her to hear. She turned back around, to look at him, with her eyes wide open in disbelief. She shook her head and turned back around, heading towards the room.

Harry walked in to the bedroom with Cristina. “Can I have a t-shirt to sleep in?” she asked, “And boxers.” she added, shyly. She walked towards the bathroom, and looked at herself in the mirror. She ran her hands through her hair, inhaling deeply. She saw Harry walk behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders.

“You’re beautiful, Cris. Don’t forget that.” he said. 

She smiled, looking at him from the mirror. “I know, and I have you to thank you. Now shoo, I have to take a shower. I better see some of the cheese off that bed. I’ll take the rest off of the bed when you take a shower.” she said.