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Beating Heart

e i g h t y f o u r - breakfast.


//Harry//

"Good mornin', sunshine." I chuckle lightly as Julianne enters the kitchen. She looks absolutely wrecked. Her hair is a mess, her eyes are still puffy from her sleep, those pretty lips are swollen, and her cheeks are more flushed than usual. She's beautiful. "M'not tellin' you good morning." She grunts to me, crossing her arms over her chest, which is still clothed by my shirt. "You aren't?" I raise my brows at her, "Why's that, dear?"

I grab my coffee and take a sip as I await her reply. She takes a deep breath, rolls her pretty eyes at me, and explains. "I woke up in the bed alone. I told you to stop doin' that to me." She huffs, pouting her lips out. "M'sorry, baby. I just wanted to get everything put out for you.. so you can fix breakfast." I tell her, this is the honest truth. I hate leaving the bed, especially when she's in it. But, I had to gather everything and lay it on the island. If I didn't do this beforehand, it would take longer for the food to be prepared.

Julianne only responds with a heavy sigh, slouching her shoulders over in the process. "C'mon, time to start." I say, sitting my mug down on the counter. Her eyes follow my movements as I walk towards her, grabbing her hand once she's in reach. "Harry." She groans out, trying to pull away from me. Her attempts were strong, but she's a feather compared to my strength. I drag her with me to the island, the first thing we need to put on is the bacon. I've already preheated the stove and prepped the skillets.

I guide her in front of me, picking up her hands and bringing them to the items laid out. "First thing, let's pull your hair back." I whisper into her ear while taking the hair tie off her wrist. I assume she must have gotten up at some point in the night and taken it out of her blonde locks. I gather her soft hair and force it into a ponytail.

"Now then," I return to her ear, my hands finding her waist this go around. "Start with the bacon, it takes the longest." I tell her this, hoping that she has learned something from watching me all these months. "How come I have to do it? You're the chef, Harry." She grumbles, not pleased with me at all right now. "We're bonding, spending quality time together, now, go on and get the bacon out."

She does as I ask and opens the package. "Next, just take it to the skillet. I already have it prepared. Just sit a few pieces in and we'll let it cook for a few minutes." I continue with the instructions, knowing that things will be better in the end if I guide her. She's not stupid, I'm sure she can fix the food on her own - but I would rather have it cooked properly, and not burned or uncooked. Maybe my teachings will have an effect on her, one day she could be showing me how to cook something.

A handful of minutes has passed by, the bacon has been simmering - cooking nicely. "Is-is it done?" She asks, hesitating to grab the spatula. "Mmhm, just lay it on the plate that has the paper towel on it, so that the grease can be soaked up." I tell her from the other side of the kitchen. I wanted Julianne to feel like she was doing this independently, even though I'm assisting verbally. She nods understandingly and carries on.

After she has placed all four pieces onto the plate, I walk back to her and stand beside her. She looks up at me, easily I sense that she's concerned about something. She probably thinks she's done something wrong along the way. I decide to focus my eyes on the hot pan in front of me. Without explaining my actions, I grab the pack of bacon and add more into the pan. While doing so, I tell her the next step.

"Grab that small bowl off the island and four eggs." Julianne is quick to do as I say, which brings an entertained smile onto my face. She comes back with the items and sits them on the counter beside her. "Crack the eggs, one at a time, make sure there's no shell in the bowl. Use a fork to break them up and stir them. Once that's done, add a little salt and pepper and then pour it into the other skillet." I hear her gasp as I throw out all the directions at once. I reach over and turn the burner on, so that the pan can begin heating up.

"Drop a little bit of butter in the pan before you pour them in." I add the step I forgot to mention moments ago. "Slow down." She mutters under her breath, most likely forgetting that I can hear her. I stay quiet, not wanting to disturb her while she's trying to focus.

I hate to say she moves slow, but I've already finished the bacon I added and she hasn't even brought the eggs to the skillet yet. I step over behind her, peering down at what she's fixed up in the bowl. She's in the process of mixing the salt and pepper into the liquidized eggs. "Baby," I breathe out near her ear as my hands settle onto her waist, "You're very tensed. Everythin's going well, relax, baby." I place a kiss behind her ear - immediately I feel her muscles lose their tension.

"I-I just want it-it to be p-perfect for you." She stammers nervously, her hands coming to a stop. She releases the fork and presses her palm to her forehead. "Is your head hurting, darlin'?" I ask in a soft voice, just in case. She nods to me, her hand slowing falling from her head. "Do you want some medicine?" I lower a hand to her hip, squeezing gently as I bring her against me. "M'fine." She says in a very unsure tone. "I can finish cooking, sweetheart. You can go lie down if you need to."

Despite wanting to have this time with her, I would completely understand if she wanted to take a break. It's not like we never spend time together in the kitchen, she watches me cook most of our meals and we usually always eat at the table. "No, I-I want to do this w-with you." Julianne's small hand wraps around my wrist so that she can force my hand off her body. Before I could question it, she grabs it with both of her hands, slotting our fingers together and using her others to rub the top of my hand.

"Please don't overwork your self, if you're having a headache you don't need to be around all the smoke and-" She interrupts me suddenly, "Harry, I'm okay. I'm.. I'm fine. Can-can we keep going?" I can't find the strength to deny her - so of course I'm going to say yes. Even though I wish she would take a few minutes to go get some medicine for her head.

Julianne acts as if nothing's happened - she grabs the bowl and pours its contents into the pan. She picks up the other spatula and brings to slide it around in the skillet. "Who taught you that?" I ask with a smirk, stepping behind her once again. She giggles gently, "I've been watching you." My grip on her waist tightens just a tad as she says this. "Yeah? So you can do this on your own now? I don't need to help anymore, eh?"

"No, no, no.. I.. I still need your help." She leans her head back into me, my chin sits the top of her head. "I think you can do it, love. You don't need my help." Julianne lets out a small laugh, disagreeing with me I bet. "I'll always need you.. Harry.. I.. I mean. I, um.." She shakes her head a few times, like she's ashamed of her words. "I need your help."


~


"I told you it was gonna turn out good." I say before sticking the loaded fork into my mouth. Julianne smiles at me from across the table, showing off her self pride. "I mean, it's not amazing." She shrugs, sipping her orange juice. "Hm, I think it's pretty good." I copy her shrug, which makes her grin at me. "You're just saying that because you care about my feelings." She insists, jokingly rolling her eyes at me.

"I would be honest if it were bad." Julianne just laughs at me, probably not taking me seriously. "Ugh, I need to take a shower. My hair is dry." She mumbles, holding a strand of her hair close to her eyes, explaining it. "May I join?" I smirk slyly, looking down at my food as I continue to eat - trying to be as casual as I can after asking that.

"Don't you always?" I look up just in time to see her cock an eyebrow at me. "I always ask for permission, though." I remind her of this, I do have respect for her and her privacy. Sometimes she wants to be by herself, and I understand that. She just rolls her eyes again, smiling the whole time.

"I think I'm finished.. m'pretty fully." Julianne sits her fork down beside her plate. I look at what's left, just to make sure she's eating enough. Sometimes she's starving, other times she's not hungry at all. She ate a good bit, so I don't feel the need to be concerned this morning. I glance down at my own plate, it's almost completely cleaned off. I'm sure I can survive without the last few bites.

Grabbing my plate, I stand up from the table and take hers as well. The first stop I make is to the garbage bin where I dump the unwanted food. Then I go to the sink. I turn on the tap, just to have enough water for the plates to soak in for a few hours before I clean them. As I'm doing this, I hear Julianne walking in the room, coming towards me.

Just as I sit the plates down into the sink, her body appears beside me, one arm sliding around the small of my back, the other lifts up so that her hand is pressing against my bare chest. "Do you have to hunt tonight?" She asks curiously, her sweet voice in a whisper. I look down at her while grabbing onto her waist on both sides. "I guess I don't need to, why?" My brows furrow as I stare at her gorgeous face. She must want to do something - usually she asks this when she's feeling clingy - which I don't mind at all.

"I just.. I just want you to stay all night.. and.. and I don't really feel like seeing anyone else today." She smiles gently, trying to hide the laugh that wants to spill out. "I'll stay in tonight." I nod lightly, leaning down to her soft lips. "Are you getting in the shower soon?" I ask, our lips brushing together. "Mmhm."

Silence emerges as we get lost in a kiss - synced together. Her fingernails sink into my back, making me grunt into her mouth. Her hand slides up to the side of my neck, where she gladly lets her fingers find my hair. I can't control myself, my hands are gripping her waist, but they want to go other places - my mind is screaming commands to them, but thankfully my heart is overpowering everything. I need to calm down.

"Mm, Julie." I tear our mouths apart, only slightly though. She sighs instantly, disapproving my actions. I believe she already knows why I have stopped, and my assumptions are confirmed by what she says to me. "You've got to control yourself, Harry.. I.. I know it's hard, but.. sometimes you just get too excited." Her hand slowly falls down my chest, her soft fingertips dragging on my skin. Within a moment's time, Julianne's hands were off my body and her feet were leading her away from me.

I watch her cross the room, biting the inside of my cheek. How could I be so fucking stupid? I throw my hand over my crotch, shaking my head in absolute shame. I know it's quite normal for someone to get an erection - especially during intimate moments with their partner. But, shit, I always seem to get them at the worst times.

-

The steam from the shower engulfs me as I come into the bathroom. I quietly shut the door behind me, not wanting to disturb her too much. She never told me I couldn't come with her, so I'm going to take advantage of that. Perhaps somehow I can apologize to her. The issues itself was taken care of - I just finished minutes ago.

When I reach the shower, the glass door slides open - acting as an invitation to go on in. Julianne's body emerges from the steam. Her wet hair is slicked back, water droplets are racing down her face. She looks incredibly gorgeous, as always.

"I was wondering when you were gonna be in here." She says with a faint sigh, her eyes fixed on mine intensively. "Sorry, I.. I had something to tend to." I reply, shrugging lightly. Her eyes drop down to my crotch, I had already discarded my clothing before entering the room. "I see." She mutters, barely audible even for me.

"Am I too late?" My eyes roam quickly over her wet skin - trying to see if I see any sign of soap bubbles lingering. She shakes her head, "I've already washed my hair.. but that's it." Her small hand takes mine, slim fingers tangle with my own. "I shouldn't have walked away earlier. M'sorry." Her eyebrows furrow as she looks at my chest, avoiding eye contact. "Don't apologize. It wasn't your fault." I assure her by squeezing her hand a couple of times.

"Well," She lifts one corner of her mouth, humored by her own thoughts. "It sorta was my fault.. At least, I hope it was." Those blue eyes connect with mine once again, making me feel complete inside. I smirk at her, "It certainly was."

Neither of us say another word - Julianne guides me into the shower, and the silence automatically dominated the air. Her hands grab onto mine, bringing them closer to her body. I allow her to take them wherever she wants to feel them. My eyes closely watch as she sets one on her waist, and lifts my other up to her precious face.

My palm covers her cheek, which is flushed from both the water and my presence. My lips part to say something, but she shushes me, closing her eyes slowly. I swallow my words, clearly now isn't the time. I rub my thumb over her plump lips, the skin soft against mine. The distance we share is bothering me, so I close the gap.

Julianne's forehead falls against my chest, her arm snakes around my waist. I feel her hand settle into the small of back, one of her favorite places to rest her touch. Her other hand is still wrapped around my wrist, keeping my hand glued to her face. Even if she let me go, I wouldn't dare move.

We stay like this for a long while, our bodies supporting each other. I rest my chin on top of her head, but without applying too much pressure. I don't want to hurt her in any way. Her breathing is so steady, so relaxed. Her heart beat is nearly perfect - she's not jittery, she's completely comfortable in my arms. And that, more than anything, makes me feel like I'm doing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing.

Notes

-- we are getting verrryyy close to the end my loves! I am soo excited for you guys to see what's going to happen!! Big, big things in very NEAR chapters!!! xxx all the love, as usual! xx


---hey, you should really check out this story, the concept is different and I love the style it's written ;) http://www.onedirectionfanfiction.org/Story/91682/Because-of-Rosalie/

Comments

I love it

@Allie Miller @Harry02
super sorry about just now replying to you guys! thank you for the love. I hope you like the new update ;)

brianna.smith brianna.smith
6/19/19

Oh my god, the new chapters are amazing! Thank you for updating :)

Harry02 Harry02
6/8/19

Awesome updates my love :) Can't wait to see what's to come. Keep up the great work girl

Allie Miller Allie Miller
5/16/19

Great new chapters! Can't wait to find out what's going to happen next :)

Harry02 Harry02
4/16/19