KATS P.O.V
i couldn't wait to get home. Be in my own bed. Own clothes.
I went down the steps with help from Niall, I hate crutches. My arm was still weak but it had healed pretty fast in the 3 months, turns our it wasn't to bad.

we spoke abit In the car, but I was achy and tired, not as in sleepy tired just no energy.
"Kat before we go in." I turned my head to face him.
His lips collided with mine. They moved together perfectly. I felt a bubbly feeling in my stomach. He pulled away and look at me shyly,
"I've wanted to do that forever." He murmured
i smiled my cheeks going furiously red.


He carried me to the front door, I was complaining about the crutches so he swept me up. We walked to the front door and there stood Meg grinning and behind, Harry and Louis both with faces like thunder.
"Where Madame?" He said
"upstairs my good sir" I replied, and he laughed holding me tighter and taking me upstairs. He sat me on the the bed.
"Can you get me some clothes?" He looked uncomfortable
"oh come on!" I smiled cheekily
"fine.."
"Okay trackies..second draw", he pulled out my JW baggy trackies. "And a jumpeR please" he got out my charcoal grey cashmere jumper and handed them to me.
"turn" he smirked and turned to face te wall, I slipped on the jumper and pulled the trackies over my cast.
"Woo done" he came and sat next to me.
The mood changed, he leaned forewords so our foreheads touched. I closed the gap.

Notes

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