"I really thought you were different.
In the back of my head, I knew to be careful from previous experiences, but something about you made me leave my guard down.
I thought you were the one to change my view on guys. I put total trust in you. All...
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song: i couldn't want you anyway
artist: jack garrett
I rubbed my eyes and squinted through the sun that was peeking through my window. I got out of bed and shuffled down the hallway towards the kitchen. While passing Harry's room, I peeked in.
He was clutching his pillow and he had no shirt on. God, his biceps are... so defined.
I wonder if he's naked.
He used to sleep naked when we were getting serious in our relationship. I mentally slapped myself. Jesus, Skye! Pull yourself together! I shook those thoughts from my head and averted my eyes from his God like body. Ugh! Stop it! I finally made it to the fridge shaking my head, and opened it, taking out the orange juice and pouring myself a glass. I opened the freezer and peered in while sipping my juice.
I patted my tummy, "What do you think, baby?" I murmered, looking down at my bump, "Bacon or sausage?" I chuckled to myself and stared into the freezer, "Bacon it is." I smiled, taking the frozen meat out and placing four strips on the hot pan.
Soon, the kitchen was filled with the sound of sizzling meat and the aroma drove me crazy. I'm so hungry.
I started on some scrambled eggs as the bacon cooked.
I still have no idea why I stopped for him. What if I kept going? Would I feel guilty? Maybe. I don't know. Am I slowly slipping into insanity? Did I make the worst decision of my life last night, letting him back into my life like this? I wasn't sure.
I heard him shuffle out into the kitchen. He was wearing a pair of sweat pants, no shirt and his brown curls were slightly messy.
I stared back into the pan of eggs, watching as they finished up.
"It smells good," He said, leaning over the counter, that grin spreading across his face.
"Thank you." I said simply as I carried the hot pan to the two plates on the counter opposite of the stove. I could feel his eyes on me as I spooned eggs onto his plate. After a minute, he went and sat down on the couch and flipped on the t.v.
I plopped two pieces of bacon on each plate and carried mine to the couch. He looked at me as if I was supposed to bring his too.
"You've got two legs, get your plate yourself!" I said, nibbling at my bacon.
He sighed, a smile still on his face as he got up.
I shook my head and turned my attention to the news. Sure enough, a story about Harry was on.
"Turn it up please." He said sitting down, not taking his eyes off the screen.
I did, and we listened to the news reporter say how he has gone missing. No word on where he is or how he's doing, but according to management, he's on holiday.
