36. Coffee Shops

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*so I updating two because I really don't like this chapter that much! Sorry to disappoint but I wish it was better!:( hopefully you enjoy though! Xx

36. Coffee Shops

Harry POV

I opened my phone and snapped a picture of her as she unknowingly looked at everyone around us. She smiled widely when she noticed and then blushed. Her eyes wide as I showed her the picture. She tried to grab it out of my hand but I pulled it away as she rolled her eyes pouting in defeat.

"Delete it please." She suggested. I smiled at her persistence.

"No." I took a sip of my coffee. She rolled her eyes again as she took a sip of her hot chocolate.

"I hate you." She mumbled.

"You what?!" I reached my hand under the table grabbing her leg.

"Don't." Her voice threatened a laugh.

"Can I kiss you?!" I asked abruptly.

"No."

"Why not?" I shrugged.

"Because you take pictures of me without my consent."

"Ouch." I grabbed my chest in dramatic manners.

"Stop!" She giggled slightly, pushing her wildly curly hair out of her face.

"Fine." I crossed my arms over my chest letting go of her knee.

"Okay you little sour puss." She scrunched up her nose.

She picked up her mug of hot chocolate and took a big sip as a strip of whipped cream decorated her top lip. I leaned over the table and kissed her before letting my tongue glide easily over her top lip. She took the back of her hand and wiped away the rest.

She smiled at me before completely devoting herself to her phone. Her eyes narrowed in frustration as she threw it in her bag and rubbed her eyes.

"We need to leave." She demanded.

"But-"

"We need to got back to London."

"Rose."

"Harry please!" she pleaded widely.

"Okay, we'll go." I took another big sip of my drink and letting my arms fall in front of me on the table.

"No! Now." She stood up strapping her bag over her chest and waiting for me.

"What?!" I asked.

"Harry get up! We need to leave." She grabbed my hand pulling me out the door. She looked around nervously and gasped loudly before yanking my arm violently to the right. She walked incredibly fast her hair flopping behind her. She tugged my arm bringing my body on top of hers as she was tight against brick wall. Her hot breath huffed against my face as she clenched the back of my shirt tightly in her hands.

"What's going on?"

"We need to get a cab, and we need to get back." Her voice soft hinting paranoia.

"Okay, lets get a cab." I leaned down kissing her forehead. She smiled and then squeezed herself against my chest.

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