GoldenGirlyyy
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*Mature Content*
"You make me insufferable!" I snap, slamming the tray down a little harder than necessary as I pull the last batch of cookies out the oven.
The kitchen would smell like melted chocolate and sugar, warm and comforting if he wasn't here.
Harry leans against the counter like he doesn't have a care in the world, chewing slowly, smugly, like he didn't just eat half my work.
"You're not any better, sweet cheeks," he shoots back, completely unfazed.
Ugh. I hate when he calls me that.
Before I can even think, I'm moving storming across the kitchen, heat rising in my chest. I snatch the cookie straight out of his hand mid bite and throw it onto the floor.
"What the fuck?!" he shouts, staring at the fallen cookie like I just committed a crime. "I was eating that!"
I roll my eyes, crossing my arms, glaring at him. "Yeah? Well now you're not. Please leave me alone for the millionth time. You know those cookies are for the party tomorrow"
His eyes darken and I hear him mutter.
"Fuck it"
And before I can react, his hands are on me strong, lifting me clean off the ground like I weigh nothing.
"Harry!" I gasp as he sets me down on the countertop. "My dad will kill you!"
He steps closer, trapping me there, one hand braced beside me, the other resting lightly on my waist. His face is inches from mine now, his voice dropping low, soft, and dangerous in a completely different way.
"I'll live honey, I'm not scared that you're the coaches daughter"
Thank You
GoldenGirlyyy