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Safe Haven

Chapter three

Long, curly, chocolate hair. I cannot see whose hair it belongs to, but I know it’s a boy- or I mean I man. A tall one at that. The ground is pretty far down. Oh god! I hope he doesn’t drop me.

I pick my head up from his shoulder, he is carrying me up a drive way. I’ve seen him before. –Harry

He starts to notice my movement, “Hey, you it’s about time you woke up!” he grins down at me. It’s contagious, I smile back, “I can walk if you’re tired of carrying me you know?”

He laughs a beautiful breathy laugh, “I’d never get tired of carrying you love.” I blush at his sweet words.

He reaches the door and skillfully opens it with one hand. He sat me down on my feet, “Aannnddd, here we are- home sweet home- I’ll go get the bags from the car.” He gave me a quick peck on my flushed cheeks and left out the door.

Walking around the house, I found two photos of me and him.

The first one is black and white, and I am kissing his cheek.

In the next, we are standing in front of a colorful Christmas tree with paper cups in our hands, smiling for the camera, red noses and all.

“Babe! Do you mind cooking dinner tonight? I’m quite famished.” I look over my shoulder and see Harry carrying three bags up the stairs.

“Sure! Tacos?” I wonder into the kitchen ready to start the cooking fiesta.

“That’s fine, but go easy on the heat, I don’t really want heart burn.” I guess he finished with the bags cause he sits at the bar stool watching me move around the spacious kitchen.

I start cooking some rice and meat. I look over at Harry and I see he has now moved from the stool to the cutting board.

I pull the vegetables out of the fridge and give them to him. “Thanks love.” I blush and nod, not being used to the sweet words.

After dinner we change into different clothing, we decide to watch a movie- Star Trek. Cannot go wrong there- or here, not with him. Not long after, I feel my-self dozing off.

“Harry. I’m sleepy- can we go to bed now?”

He let out a low laugh, “I was wondering how long you would make it through”

He picks me up bridal style and carries me to the bedroom. He softly lies me down on the plush king size bed next to him.

“Sleep well princess.” He pulls me into his arms and kisses my forehead. I mumble g’night and close my eyes drifting off.



Notes

Thanks for reading!

if this chapter was confusing, it's alright, you'll understand when I post the next chapter!
l.b.

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