forty six | luna

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I don't know if you read the author's note at the end of the last chapter, but I am going to be updating less regularly rather than every day because I am going through some personal stuff

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I don't know if you read the author's note at the end of the last chapter, but I am going to be updating less regularly rather than every day because I am going through some personal stuff. I just broke up with my boyfriend of two years so I am in desperate need for some time to heal. I'm sorry that I won't be posting as consistently, I hope you understand.

warning - sexy stuff ;)

"Sorry I'm always cooking pasta

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"Sorry I'm always cooking pasta. I feel like it's the one thing I can't mess up," I apologize.

He laughs as he beams at me. "You're fine, angel. This is perfect."

We take the first few bites of our dinner in silence, he seemed starving so I want him to focus on getting food in his body. After I have bad panic attacks, I usually am insatiably hungry, so I know he must be feeling this way too.

After a few minutes of enjoying my dish, he drinks some water to clear his throat before asking, "What were you doing the whole time I was napping?"

I swallow my bite before answering, "I actually left and went to the grocery store to grab these ingredients. I didn't want to take your food from the pantry."

He shakes his head and laughs adorably. "Luna, you didn't have to do that, you are more than welcome to eat anything you want here," he tells me.

"I just didn't want to use stuff from your kitchen without asking," I explain.

"You are too cute," he says.

"I also, um... I also bought some nail polish. Mack always paints my nails to calm me down when I have bad anxiety and I find it therapeutic. I thought maybe... um, I thought maybe I could paint your nails," I suggest.

He swallows his bite of pasta and laughs, locking eyes with mine. "I am going to reiterate, you are too cute," he repeats.

I push my food around on my plate, hesitant to bring up the elephant in the room. I don't know how Harry will react, but I have to ask, "So, um, I know you, like, just woke up. But, have you given any thought as to what you're gonna do about Margaret?" I give him my best, most sincere smile to show him that everything is going to be okay, even though he's in a sticky situation right now.

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