🇦 🇸 🇸 🇴 🇷 🇹 🇪 🇩 (ʜᴀʀʀʏ Sᴛʏʟᴇs)

🇲 🇮 🇸 🇸 🇸 🇭 🇴 🇷 🇹 🇮 🇪

"Babe, why are you so short? You are like a kid when you are standing next to me." Harry teased me playfully. He have been teasing me about my height for a week now. I know his jokes mean no harm but I find it really annoying sometimes. Hence, I chose to ignore him whenever he makes fun of my height.

"You know my fans jokes that you look like my baby sister because of your height but that's what makes you look cute." He once again teased me for the second time. If he is trying to get my reaction I won't give it to him. I won't show him that this bothers me. So I left the room and went to the kitchen to get something to eat which he followed behind.
What? Don't look at me like that I'm hungry.

I looked for the cookie jar on the counter but it wasn't there, so I reached up to the cupboard with the help of a stool to look for the cookie jar since Harry often place that there for he thought that it is fun to put it on a high place so that I couldn't reach it without his help or without the help of a stool. And it annoys me, because I have to get a stool to be able to reach it or to go get him and ask him to help. It's a lot of work to do. Well, I'm really short if 4'11 feet is not that short to you then I don't know what is. That is the reason why Harry keeps teasing me. Meanwhile, my boyfriend is 6'0 feet tall.

I really feel embarrassed whenever we go out in public, I feel ashamed of my height but of course he doesn't know that. I didn't want to tell him cause I know he would say and do something to show me that I should not feel embarrassed about my height and what not. I mean, I know that I should accept and learn to love myself including my features, but it's just painful when people say that in my face that I am short. So whenever I'm out in I'm public with him, I always wear high heels even if I am not good with it. I am not used to wearing high heels before since I'm more of a flat sandal, doll shoes kind of person and I also don't like shoes with shoe laces. I find it annoying to wear.

I feel happy when I finally got myself a cookie, I mean cookies. I heard my boyfriend cleared his throat to get my attention.

"What now?" I snapped, quite annoyed with him and his teasing.
"Look at you. You need a stool to help you reach your cookies. You're such a baby, babe." He joked, with a mischievous grin on his face. Urgh, he really is trying to test my patience.
"Quit it will you." I huffed and descend from the stool that I was standing on.
"Nope, because I enjoy teasing you, my love." He stick his tongue out at me.
"Whatever." I rolled my eyes at him and left the kitchen with the cookie jar on hand and went to the living room to watch some cartoons.
"Someone's getting annoyed." He said, following me to the living room.

The whole day consisted of Harry teasing me about my height while I, on the other hand, was trying my best to keep it cool and ignored his jokes as much as I can. But he was just being so annoying that I couldn't keep it any longer, so I lashed out on him.

"Shut the hell up, will you? You have been bugging me for a week now about my height! I get I'm short, you don't have to constantly remind me about that and shove it on my face of how short I am, okay? I can't do anything to change that no matter what I do even if I hate being short but this is what God blessed me with. Even if I always feel insecure about my height and always feel embarrassed whenever I am around you especially in public. I know I got to accept that my height will never change. While, you, keep teasing me about it. Ugh!" I was full blown mad, I don't even know what the hell am I sputtering about. I was just sick of hearing how short I am and how I cannot reach some place (like the cup board) due to my lack of height.

"Oh my God, love. I didn't know you feel embarrassed and ashamed of your height especially when you are around me. You should have told me that you felt that way about your height. I would never make fun of you if I knew that I'll hurt your feelings and make you really mad. I'm really sorry, love. I hope you forgive me." He looked at me with sadness and guilt.

"So please stop it, okay?" I pleaded, trying to hold back the from falling.

"You know, I actually adore your height love. It's perfect just the way it is. I'm happy that you are short for I can help you with simple things like helping you with your cookie jar, I love it when you call my name to help you get it. It makes me feel like you really need me. So in that way I can show you how much I love you. There is no need for you to feel insecure. And you are right, we cannot change the fact that you're short so you must learn how to love it. I like that you are short, it always made me soft, knowing that I could easily hurt you if I'm not being careful. I love you so much, my love. That's why I am here to help you with everything you need even the simplest things. And I hope you'll make use of me." He said while cupping my face and pressed his soft lips on mine. His kiss was soft, slow and heart melting, he was taking his time to indulge in the moment. As we pulled away, we were both breathless from our passionate kiss.

"Am I forgiven?" He asked, licking his lips. Damn how can I not forgive this human being? He look so hot right now. I couldn't keep my eyes away from his moist lips. I want to kiss them again so bad.
"Of course, but you have to make it up to me. What you said so sweet, Harry. And I'm sorry too if I didn't tell you about my insecurities. And I love you too, my love. " I said with a smile on my face. I can't believe he just said that. I misunderstood him but at least now, we are aware of each others feelings.
"How? And no worries, love." He raised his eyebrow while looking at me.
"You can start by treating me right on the bed." I coyly while tucking my hair behind my ear.
"Okay." He said while picking me up from the couch. He carried me in a bridal style. And I just you already know what happens next.