Don't wanna be without you

I slowly flickered opened my ocean blue eyes and turned my head of messy hair to see my bedroom door slightly open. I remember it was closed because I slammed it after our argument. Harry's space on my double bed was empty and nicely made without a crease to be spotted.

"Harry?" I shouted in my morning voice.

The only sound to be heard was a faint noise of the sizzling of the frying pan and spoons clattering on plates. I lifted myself up and got myself dressed into my black leggings and white t-shirt with my plain light blue jumper slipped over the top. I tip toed down the stairs and made my way to the kitchen where I saw Harry making a full English breakfast.

"Hey" I softly said.

Harry jumped out of his skin when I said this because I don't really think he knew I was even awake, let alone standing behind him creepily watching him.

"Oh hey Soph. You look beautiful as always"

"thanks. What are you up to?"

I strolled towards him as he pulled me into a gentle but warm hug.

"making some breakfast for you and your mum"

"Harry, you don't have to. Let me do it"

I began to step forward to take over when he grabbed my skinny waist from behind and lifted my body up and backwards.

"No babe. Go and sit down and I'll call you when it is ready" he sternly replied.

I sighed.

"fine. I love you"

We kissed passionately and I made my way to the living room and sat down to watch Coronation Street. It was one of my favourite things to watch, especially when there was a lot of action happening.

"Sophie, it's ready" Harry shouted after about 15 minutes.

"coming" I replied in a quiet scream.

I wandered into the kitchen and sat my bottom onto a stool up the breakfast bar.

"wow, this looks yum. Thank you"

"no problem. I'll go and get your mum"

"ok"

I began to take a few bites into my hash brown and was in love with it already. It was the best breakfast I'd ever had in... like ever. I was quite nervous to face my mum after what happened last night. She isn't normally like that but only acts that way because she doesn't like to think about him after what he done.

"Hey sweetie"

I hear mum's beautiful angelic voice fill my ears as I clear my thoughts and finish my mouthful of hash brown.

"hi mum"

"listen honey, I'm sorry about last night"

"it's fine, just forget about it" I sighed at Harry looked at us both oddly. I knew he wanted to know what was going on as I could see it in his eyes.




We finished our breakfast and my mum was leaving for work for the day.

"bye mum" I kissed her goodbye because we had both agreed on forgetting about our 'argument' and had made up.

She shut the door behind her as Harry grabbed his signature white converse to match his black ripped jeans and red and purple plaited button up shirt which he only button up half way, revealing his chest. I could just about see his butterfly tattoo although I could fully see the two birds on his upper chest area. He was so fit.

"what are you doing Haz?"

"get your shoes on and follow me"

"why?"

"I thought we could go for a nice coupled stroll and talk. Sound ok?"

"okayyy"

I was quite excited to have a good, deep talk with Harry as although I knew everything about him, he didn't know anything about me. And when I say anything, I mean anything.

Notes

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