I would have to deal with Harry after breakfast. Now, I was too worried about these amazing waffles.
After breakfast, Niall and Louis continued cleaning up the house. Zayn and Liam helped them. Harry stayed in the kitchen to clean the dishes. I figured this would be the best time to talk to Harry about him kissing me.
"Hey," I said. "Thanks for breakfast."
He turned around quickly to face me, but didn't say anything. He turned back towards the sink and started washing dishes. He sighed and mumbled, "I could make it for you every morning."
It was my turn to sigh. "Harry, I don't know what you're talking about, but.."
He interrupted me, turning around yet again.
"You know what I'm talking about. We would go out and do whatever you would want, then come back and we would cuddle on the couch watching T.V. Then we would change into our pajamas and snuggle in bed. I'd sing to you until you fell asleep. I'd do anything for you. You would be my princess, my whole world. But you can't see it," he had a hurt expression on his face again.
"Harry! Where is this coming from? We never even talk. I was going to ask you why the hell you kissed me at the party! Were you drunk or something?"
"No. I hadn't had a drop of alcohol. I fell in love with you the second I laid eyes on you."
I heard something by the door and looked up. Niall was standing in the doorway, shocked.
Well, shit.

Notes

Well isn't Harry being sweet. What do you think Niall will think of that little conversation? The next chapter is pretty dramatic, so get ready!

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