pt.49*

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i finished helping harry take his off.
"ow!" he winced when i got around his eyebrows.

"you keep moving it's gonna hurt worser"

keeping a firm grip on my hip, his pretty green eyes never leaving mine.
"you're so pretty" i whispered he grinned "non tu" ignoring him i finished then taking mine off.

i got done deciding to wipe down my vanity mirror.
because i was bored and we had nothing to do really.

so i decided on talking to harry in only italian because i know it'll piss him off.
looking down at my belly percing it was actually very pretty and i was pleased with it.

"baby, you wanna go out to eat or we can order takeout?" he suggested.

"Non sono così affamato ma possiamo ordinare non ho voglia di andarmene" (I'm not so hungry but we can order I don't want to leave)

he looked lost making me laugh "what?" he chuckled grabbing his phone. "you wanna order in? either way doesn't matter to me"

i nodded "Qui"

he groaned "huh? what do you wanna eat?"

honestly i was in the mood for pizza but also pasta.

"pizza" he chuckled. smiling at me and ordering it.
i was chilling on my phone for awhile.

"baby come here" he whined.

i got up from the chair getting in the bed with him, he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me into him.

"devo ferire il mio piercing" (ow your hurting my piercing) i squeal looking down and making sure it didn't fall off even though it wouldn't.

"oh shit! i'm sorry , you gotta stop switching languages on me" he pouted kissing my belly button before focusing his attention on me.

"non tu" (no you) i smiled holding his face and kissing his lips.

"why are you speaking italian?" he asked smacking my butt, when i put my leg over his front.

"perchè sono annoiato" (because i'm bored)
he pouted kissing my cheek.

"i speak french do you really want me to start speaking it?" he teased.

"non mi interessa l'inferno" (i don't care the hell) i giggled looking at him, he raised his eyebrows.

then giving me that teasing nod. i rolled off him changing to a different tank crop top.
sitting at my vanity on my phone. froy then texted me.

froy- wanna hang?

me- when?

froy- there's a party tonight idk if you wanted to go if not we can chill at mines it's just we haven't talked in awhile and i wanna hangout

me- who's party?

the door opened my moms head popped in "um the pizzas here, i can bring it up if you want?" she Suggested.

"no i got it, i'll be down in like a few, i guess" harry told her she smiled leaving and he got up leaving also.

froy- simons he asked if you could go also

me- i would but i'm with harry

froy- bring him with

me- i don't think that's a good idea but i'll ask him

froy- alright we'll if not come next friday

harry came back up a few minutes later with the pizza boxes and two sprites. spinning around in the chair

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