Story of Our Lives

ElizabethPOV
I spend all day in interviews and photo shoots, not having a minute to myself, even when I'm walking place to place. I can't wait to go back home to Harry, just kick my heels off and have a nice dinner and movie night with him. I walk in through the door and immediately take my shoes off, tired of walking around in these heels. I walk into the dining room and see Harry set out everything all ready and even put a bouquet of roses in a case in the middle of the table. He walks in from the kitchen carrying a plate with garlic bread on it and a bowl of spaghetti. He sets it down on the table and starts getting it distributed onto the plates for us and pouring drinks.
"Good evening, my lady. How are you feeling today?" He smiles and kisses my hand. He pulls the chair out for me and I sit down. He takes the seat across from me.
"Oh, Harry this is absolutely magnificent. You didn't have to do all this." I reply.
"Anything is worth it for you, love." He smiles. We go on talking about how our days went as we continue eating. Once we're done, I help clear the table and pick out a movie. I end up picking The Princess Bride.
Harry puts the movie in, then comes over to where I'm sitting on the bed and we cuddle. I take in the sweet smell of mint on him. I run my hand up and down his stomach, running my finger along his middle. He turns more to face me and kisses my forehead, rubbing his hand up and down my arm. He slides his hand under my arm and pull up a little on my shirt. He looks back up at me. Seeing I didn't protest, he lifts it up more to where you can see my bra.
HarryPOV
Why am I doing this? Does she even love me this much? She doesn't seem to dislike it, so I continue. She flinches a bit as I pull her shirt all the way off, leaving her laying there in her bra. I stare at her and take in her full beauty. I throw my shirt off, and she grabs onto my neck, pulling me closer so that I can smell the perfume on her neck.
ElizabethPOV
He trails kisses down my neck and onto my stomach, reaching behind me to up clasp my bra. I grab onto his hand, suddenly feeling insecure about myself. He kiss my collar bone down to my neck, making me relax. He throws my bra onto the floor and pulls me closer.

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