after our shower together we went downstairs to make some food. even though it was like 4 in the morning.
"there's some pizza rolls in here" i suggested feeling a smack on my ass i squealed jumping.
"ow- your mean" i pouted hitting his chest.
"ah!" he winced, laughing holding his chest.
"do you want them or not" i pouted my ass still really hurts, and he's thinks it's funny.
"are you mad at me?" he frowned.
"...something like that..do you want these or not?" i asked for the second time now.
he then hugged me "don't be mad at me baby" he murmured.
i nodded kissing his shoulder. after that he told me he didn't know what they were and he's never eaten them in his life and made an excuse saying that he was british, i told him that he was just plain dumb.
"what are they?"
"pizza basically. but just in like a little cube i think, you don't have to eat them if you don't want to" i said pouring some in two bowls, while he wrapped his self around me.
"no i do" i put them in the microwave, taking pictures on harry's phone. i made a spit bubble and i kept laughing talking pictures.
hearing him chuckle.
after they we're done we ate them he told me that he really likes them and he thinks niall would too.
we cuddled, watching the act. it was starting to get lighter outside which made me mad but happy, because i was going on my first date.
i'm actually really excited, that i ended up falling asleep quick.
waking up to kisses being planted on my face. i groaned turning over "baby" he whined but it was quiet.
"hmm?" i groan sitting up. and hitting his thigh that was on mine.
"i miss you" he said quietly still wrapped around me as i sat up.
i looked down at him, he didn't look very happy
"what's wrong?" i asked
"you didn't say g-goodnight to me last n-night and- i don't know i just felt really sad" he told me and i smiled but bit my lip to hold it back.
"awe i'm sorry pretty, why would you feel sad though?" i asked laying down and kissing his jaw.
"i don't know" he blushed and i smiled
"i'll say goodnight to you two times tonight if it makes you feel any better "
he chuckled "i would like that"
"i'm truly sorry" i pouted playing with his hair.
"no, its fine" i bit my lip, i need to find a bikini to wear, and a outfit for the date.
"can i wear a bikini?" i asked
"baby, whatever you feel comfortable in" he told me.
i sighed running my fingers through my hair.
we got up and i told him to wear the pink shirt again cause he looked nice.
we brushed our teeth ate breakfast now i'm trying on bikinis.
