The rest of the trip we went around to different places in London accompanied by Zayn and Stephy. We didn't really get alone time just me and Harry. We went out to eat every night with his friends and by the time we got back to his house I was exhausted and would just go to the guest room. But the last day I was there we decided to stay in since it was a rainy day in London. I didn't even wake up until noon and that was only because I heard a bang coming from the kitchen.
I get out of bed and put on a flannel over my Victoria's Secret nightshirt then slide into my moccasins before slowly making my way to the kitchen.
"Shit," Harry says as he looks frantically around the kitchen in nothing but his boxers.
"Harry?"
"Sara," he turns to me and smiles. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"It's okay," I chuckle as I come in. "What are you doing? And why are you half dressed?"
"Well I woke up and I wanted to make you breakfast in bed. I didn't really feel like getting dressed."
"Fair enough," I say smiling at him. "I'm not really a breakfast person either."
"Thank god because I totally messed up these pancakes," he chuckles throwing them out.
"I'm sure they were fine," I say as I go into the fridge. "How about grilled cheese?"
"Yeah I think I can make that."
"I'll make them," I chuckle as I take out the ingredients.
"I didn't know you could cook," he smiles leaning against the counter watching me.
"I wouldn't exactly call this cooking. But yes I can cook."
"What do you like to cook?" He asks.
"Baked ziti," I tell him cooking our grilled cheeses. "It's easy to make and it's so good."
"I don't think I've ever had baked ziti."
"Well I guess we know what dinner is tonight then," I laugh plating our food and hands him his.
"I don't know if I have everything," he says as he eats his grilled cheese. "But we can go shopping if I don't. This is really good love."
"Thank you," I smile as I eat then clean up when I'm down. "How about you go get dressed now."
"What you don't like me in my boxers?" He chuckles.
"I do," I chuckles. "but it's a little weird."
"Yeah I guess," he smiles and and kisses my head then goes upstairs.
I finish cleaning up the kitchen and head to the library. The one place that I've wanted to be all week but haven't stepped one foot in since the day I got here. I walk in and close the door and just smile. This room is absolutely beautiful. I grab a random book and sit on the chair in the corner of the room. I sink into the chair and it makes me fall in love with this room even more. I look at the book I picked and I see that it's The Giver. I love this book. I read it going into my freshman year of high school for the summer reading and I fell in love.
After awhile Harry opens the door and leans against the doorframe smiling at me. "Hey."
"Hey," I smile up at him wearing black skinny jeans and a plain, white t-shirt. "Now I feel underdressed."
"Don't love," he chuckles and he comes in and sits on the chair next to me. "I think you look cute right now."
"Thanks," I blush. "But I do gotta go get changed. Just into something with more clothes," I say as I stand up and go upstairs to my room. I put on yoga pants and a random band tee that I brought with me then head back downstairs. I go into the kitchen and get a glass of water so I can take me medicine.
"You never told me what that's for," he says scaring me again.
"You need to learn to make noise or something when you walk. Jesus Harry."
"Sorry," he chuckles. "But I'm really curious about the pills you take."
"Curiosity killed that cat," I shrug.
"Cmon Sara. You said you would let me in."
"Is that all you want? To know my dirty secret then be gone?" I question him.
"No. You know it's not like that."
"Do I though? I've been here for a whole week and we haven't had any alone time," I point out.
"I thought you wanted to see London."
"I do but I also came here for you and now I'm leaving tomorrow morning," I tell him.
"I'm sorry," is all he says.
"Okay Harry," I say walking past him and goes upstairs to pack my bags for tomorrow.
