Love Is A Bet (Harry Styles)

Chapter 15

*Kylie's P.O.V.*

It was Christmas morning and I woke up to Harry sleeping next to me. I've never really noticed but boys are extremely cute when they're asleep. His arms were wrapped around my waist and I smelt the alcohol on the both of us.

Louis' birthday parties can get pretty crazy, especially when Niall's in charge of food and drinks.

I slid out of his grasp and kissed him on the cheek before stretching my arms. I know what you're thinking and the answer is no. Although Harry and I have been dating for a couple months now, I still haven't given it up to him. I'm not sure if I'm ready but Harry has been so patient and sweet lately.

I walked inside the washroom and began brushing my teeth. Strong arms wrapped around me just as I finished rinsing my face and I felt Harry's warm breath on the back of my neck. It sent tingles up my spine as he planted little kisses up and down my neck.

"Merry Christmas," he whispered.

"Harry...that tickles," I said in between laughs. He stopped and began brushing his teeth as well. We were in a comfortable silence as the sound of water and spitting filled the house. Once we were done Harry scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder as he ran downstairs.

"Harry!" I protested as we landed on the couch. He sat me down and pressed his lips to mine.

"I'm going to make you breakfast gorgeous so just sit here," he whispered. I blushed immensely as a smirking Harry made his way over to the kitchen. Moments later I heard the oven turn on and the smell of something delicious being made.

Harry was a very good cook. Just by smelling his dish I could tell it would be like going to a fancy restaurant. I glanced over in my compact mirror and noticed my hair was out of place. I quickly fixed it and ran into the kitchen, excited to see what concoction Harry created for us.

"Mhmmmmm," I moaned as I leaned over his shoulder to inspect what he was cooking. It was belgium waffles with french toast, scrambled eggs and some bacon.

"Harry, is all this food really necessary?" I asked.

"Expect the best for the best," Harry's eyes never left the pan as he flipped and scrambled the eggs perfectly.

"Finally!" I said excitedly as I clapped my hands. Harry walked towards me with the delicious food, we sat down at the dining table and dug in.

"Merry Christmas!" I said before taking a bite out of the Belgium waffle. We both ate in a peaceful silence as we ate like kings.

A knock sounded at the door. Harry and I went to go answer it and as I opened it, I was shocked to see Zayn and another girl greet us happily.

"Hi!" shouted Zayn as he pulled me and Harry in for a hug. I kissed him on the cheek then went to go introduce myself to Zayn's friend.

"Hi, I'm Kylie!" I said in a bubbly mood.

"Anthea," the girl smiled as she stuck out her hand. I happily shook it as Harry and Zayn were laughing at something funny.

"I come baring gifts!" Zayn said as he showed us presents and took Anthea's hand in his. Awn, they looked so cute together!

"Well what are you waiting for? Let's go open them!" I jumped up and down excitedly. Everyone laughed as we made our way over to the lounge room which contained the Christmas tree full of presents.

Anthea and I sat crossed legged on the ground as we rummaged through all the gifts that Zayn and Harry left for us.

We opened gifts all morning until it came to the gift that was from Harry to me. I opened it carefully and calmly, trying to hide my excitement and trying to hold a poker face. A small jewellery box was wrapped in the paper and I opened it quickly, unable to contain my excitement any longer. I gasped.