i woke up and harry was faced my way but zoned off on the wall or something.
i just stared at him. he's so beautiful, i noticed how his jaw would clench then unclench.
he had little curls fallen on his forehead.
i ran my fingers along his jawline snapping him from his little daze.
he looked at me immediately.
"youre so pretty" i mumbled and he shook his head.
"happy birthday baby" he kissed me and i kissed back running my fingers through his hair.
pulling away. he looked staring at me, thinking about something. "what's wrong" i asked sitting up, trying to make my hair look a little nicer.
"you went to bed crying. and- and it really pissed me off. cause i know... that i could've at least cheered you up" he mumbled running his fingers through his hair, sighing.
i pouted laying back down. "i'm fine. really harry" i mumbled softly and he smiled slightly.
"you really think i'm gonna believe that?" he asked kissing my cheek and i nodded.
he shook his head no.
he layed back down and we faced the ceiling. i grabbed his hand intertwining it with mine. playing with the rings on his finger.
"what is two things you like about me?" i mumbled outta nowhere. he chuckled softly.
"your smile and your personality" i took one of his rings off his finger putting it on mine.
but it didn't fit. so i played with it. "what about me? what two things do you like about me" i slipped his ring back on his fingers.
"everything" i mumbled looking at him and i seen his smile grow.
"i said two" he looked at me and i laughed "and i said everything" he pulled me on him and i giggled, pulling my hair back.
"two" i nodded "your eyes. and your personality. and your voice and your tattoos" i mumbled tracing one with my finger.
"why my tattoos" i shrugged smiling
"because you don't.... seem like you would have tattoos. your to sweet and- and yeah it's just unexpected. but the tattoos really fit you" i mumbled and he smiled nodded.
"je vais vous épouser un jour" he softy said and i was tooken back. my eyes widen " you speak a different language" i squealed and he nodded.
(i'm going to marry you one day)
"oh my gos-"
"you guys hungry?" my dad opened the door and i immediately tried to jump off of harry but he caught me pulling me back on him and my heart thumped from my chest.
"y-yes. we are" i mumbled looking at harry then back at my dad. as he raised his eyebrows "happy birthday sweetheart" he smiled walking over kissing the top of my head.
i smiled "thank you" he nodded walking towards the door. "alright come eat when you guys are ready"
"k" i mumbled and he closed the door. " what did you say" i asked interested in what he said in a different language. he shrugged "can you at least tell me the language?"
"french" i nodded i already knew that.
"right. because some british people speak french right" he nodded and i kissed him.
"are you off your period" he mumbled on my lips and i pulled away nodding"well.. i'm supposed to but. ya know. it always acts fucking mental and still drips a couple of drops of blood" he nodded and i got off of him.
walking to the porch thing opening the curtains looking out at the beautiful ocean.
he wrapped his arms around me with his head in my neck.
he hands rubbed up my things (ik) to my coochie and rubbing and i closed my eyes moving his hands away. "stop. i still have a pad on and there's blood andddd there's people could be looking at us" i screeched (ik)
