"Well I was wondering if it's okay with you that I invited one of my best mates over to take them."

I nodded, "Yeah, I mean you said they're fine with us being together."

"They are. He just wants me to be happy. Also, he knows my plan with being with your tonight."

I smiled, "What is it?"

"You'll find out later, love."

I pecked his lips, "I should really start getting ready."

"At least come eat something first."

"Fine."

I noticed him smile. I got up off of him, getting up. He got up and he intertwined our fingers. We walked downstairs into his kitchen. He pulled me over by the counter. He pulled his hand away from mine, placing his hands on my hips. He put me on the counter and smiled, "I like having you in here with me."

I can't help but smile. I like hearing him say things like that. It makes me so happy that he's mine. I don't want anyone else but him. I looked over and I saw him pull out some food. He walked back over by me and started cooking. I kept messing with him while he was cooking. After a couple minutes he stopped what he was doing, moving over towards me then stood between my legs. He smirked, putting his hands on my hips. He pulled me closer to him. He started kissing my neck then he kissed up to my jaw line. He mumbled, "Do you want to keep messing with me?"

I giggled, "Maybe."

He smirked, "Are you sure about that?"

I can't help but smile, "Yep."

He went back to kissing my neck. I moved my hands up, messing with his hair. I felt him move one of his hands to my leg. He started running his hand up till he got to the top of my yoga pants. I felt him start playing with the top of them. I felt him move his hand in them when I grabbed his arm. He pulled away from my neck, looking at me. I smiled, "You should get back to what you were doing."

He smirked, "I would rather be with you."

"Well if you don't finish that I'm going upstairs to start getting ready."

He groaned, pecking my lips before he pulled away. He went back to finishing cooking and after a couple minutes he was done. He put our food on a plate for each of us, setting it on the table. He walked over, putting his hands on my hips, helping me off the counter. He grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers. We walked over to the table before sitting down. I was about to sit down next to him when I felt him pull on my hand. I looked at him confused. He pulled on my arm a little so that I would move closer to him, "Come sit here with me, love."

I smiled a little bit. I think it's cute how he does this. I moved closer to him, sitting on his lap. He let go of my hand, wrapping his arm around me. He pulled our plates closer to us before we both started eating. For some reason it was nice being with him like this. I just want to be around him. I know that he's the same way. 

I knew he was done eating since I felt him move some of my hair before kissing my neck. I smiled to myself. I think it's cute how he's always like this. I'm glad I'm the only person he's like this with. I have a feeling it's going to stay like that. I finished eating before leaning back into him. He mumbled, "I love you so much, baby."

I smiled, "I love you."

I felt him smile against my neck. I felt him kiss my neck then he mumbled, "Why don't you go start getting ready, love."

I smiled, looking at him. I pecked his lips before moving off of him. I noticed him smirk a little before I walked out of the kitchen. I'm so happy about today. I'm happy that I get to spend it with him. I honesty don't want to spend it with anyone else. I walked upstairs to his room then into his bathroom. I turned on my wand then walked back into his bedroom. I guess I should check my phone. I mean I haven't checked it since yesterday. I saw that I had a couple texts. One from Niall, a couple from Alyssa then one from my mom. I saw that the one from Niall was asking if I was going to the dance tonight. I answered him then checking the texts from Alyssa. I noticed that she wants to get pictures taken together today. I want to to but I know I can't. I mean she would know everything. I don't think I'm ready to tell her about Louis and I yet. I'm honestly not even sure what she would do. Maybe I could tell her at some point. I just can't tell her today. I looked at the text from my mom, 'Have a good homecoming! Be safe!'

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