Mr. Styles

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I got to the store and grabbed all the food I'd need to cook dinner and a few extra things as well. I headed home and Roy met me at the door. My hands were full as I stepped up the stairs to get to the elevators.

When I got to our apartment I unlocked the door and put my keys in the bowl before I headed into the kitchen to put away the groceries. When I finished putting everything away I went into our room and watched Netflix.

4:30 came around and I decided to start the chicken since it takes about an hour to cook. I began to put the oil and spices on and set it in the oven until 5:30. When it was finished I left it in the oven so it would stay warm and started making the pasta. I put it in a pot and the sauce in another.

When it was done it was perfect timing because Harry walked in the door. "Hey baby, it smells great in here." He said as he walked towards the kitchen. "I told you I'd cook." I said giggling as I spun around to face him. He kissed me for a second until he headed into our room to change into some comfortable clothes.

When he came back out the plates of food were in the table and so were two glasses of wine.
"That looks amazing baby." He said sitting down with a smile. "Thanks! It's chicken with Fettuccine Alfredo and broccoli. I hope you like it." I replied giving him a smile back. After a few minutes he looked up at me in awe. "That was fantastic." He said as he took a sip of his wine. "Thank you!" I replied as I got up and cleared off the table.

We walked into our room and I changed into my pjs; a pair of shorts and a long t-shirt
"You're beautiful." I heard him as as I walked out of the closet. "Why thank you Mr Styles." I said as I plopped down on the bed. "Baby, why do you have to say that!? You know it turns me on." He said in a whiny voice. "That's why I do it." I replied giggling as he grabbed me and pulled me into his body. "I have a question." He said still holding onto me. "I may have an answer." I replied smiling. "Have you seen titanic?" He asked with wide eyes. "I don't think so why?" I replied as his mouth dropped opened. "Okay. Well then we're watching it. It's one of my favourites; Along with The Notebook and Love Actually." He said as he leaned over and grabbed the remote. "You're adorable." I replied as a smile appeared on his face. "I'm gonna warn you. You're gonna ball your eyes out. And I most likely will too." He said clicking on the movie. "I doubt that."

I balled my fucking eyes out. I was practically sobbing. It was the best and the saddest movie I've ever watched. No wonder why it's one of his favourites. "I told you you'd cry." He said handing me the Kleenex box. He grabbed one for himself too as he had a few tears on his face. I wiped my eyes and still a few tears fell down my face. I was honestly surprised that I cried as I've never cried from a movie in my life.

It was around 12:30am and it was time for us to go to sleep since Harry and I had work in the morning. We cuddled up and turned off the light. His arm was wrapped around me and before I knew it, I was sound asleep.