Chapter fifty one.
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EMMA’S POV:
‘’Harry this is literally the most boring TV program ever’’ I moan lifting my head up from his shoulder to shoot him a playful glare.
‘’Its top gear babe… it’s the best’’
‘’Turn it off please’’ I whine acting more dramatic on purpose.
‘’Nope’’
‘’But there’s much more interesting thing we could be doing’’ I whisper as I run my finger across his chest.
‘’Such as’’ Harry hums as if considering his options.
‘’This’’ I mumble as my lips latch on to his neck.
A small moan falls from Harry’s lips as he grabs me by my waist pulling me across so I’m now straddling him.
His hands roam up and lock into my messy natural curls whilst my own hands play with the hem of Harry’s shirt.
My lips soon find his as Harrys hands move down to grab on to my bum.
Harry reaches up and pulls off the t-shirt I’m wearing, which is actually Harry’s, and then runs his large hands all over my body.
His lips leave mine and begin to trace tiny kisses all over right in the heat of it all we’re suddenly interrupted by my phone loudly ringing.
‘’Leave it baby’’ Harrys voice vibrates against me.
‘’It might be important’’ I mumble my body reaching over to look at the caller ID ‘’ It’s my dad’’ I say before answering.
‘’Hello’’
‘’Oh Hi sweetheart, are you ok?’’
‘’Yeah?’’ I say making it sound more like a question then an answer.
‘’It’s just you sound a little out of breath’’
Oh well that’s probably because you just interrupted me and Harry right before we had sex.
‘’No I’m fine’’ I mumble a tiny smirk playing on my lips as Harry tries to stop himself from laughing, I’ve got the phone on speaker so he can hear everything.
‘’Have you got anything planned for today?’’ My dad asks causally.
‘’I don’t think so’’ Harry looks up at me shaking his head a little.
‘’I’ve got so much planned for you’’ He whispers quietly so I can hear but hopefully my dad cant.
‘’Oh good… well do you want to come round for dinner? You haven’t been back to the house since you moved in with Harry after the wedding’’ Clearly dad hadn’t heard Harry. He’s right I haven’t been back, it would be nice I suppose.
‘’Yeah that sounds lovely… can Harry come?’’ Harrys head shoots up from its position of resting upon my shoulder, he doesn’t look best pleased with the idea.
‘’Umm I guess so…Why though? You don’t exactly get on’’
‘’Oh well we’re a lot more friendly now’’ I reply causally, yeah A LOT more friendly.
‘’Yeah sure, come round about 6’’
‘’Okay, do you want me to bring anything like desert?’’
‘’You can’t cook’’ Dad laughs a little too dramatically.
‘’Harry can… I’m sure he’d love to make something’’ I say knowing it will wind Harry up and I’m right because he’s full on glaring at me now.
‘’Ok… well if it isn’t too much bother’’
‘’It isn’t’’
‘’See you later then sweetheart’’
‘’Bye dad’’ I sing a little before hanging up.
‘’What the fuck’’ Harry sighs, not angrily just annoyed.
‘’Well he invited me so why not’’ I shrug.
‘’Because I won’t be able to keep my hand off you silly’’ he laughs a little.
‘’It was fun pretending to be together, but pretending to not be together that’s practically impossible’’
Harry does have a point, I hate lying to my dad maybe we should tell him.
‘’Why don’t we tell him we’re together then?’’
‘’What! He hates me Em’’
‘’He doesn’t… he thinks I do so I guess that’s why he’s a little cold with you, I love you so he’ll just have to deal’’
‘’I really don’t think this is a good idea’’
‘’Yes it is, we’ll tell him after dinner’’
‘’After? So I still have to act for over an hour’’
‘’Fine, before dinner then’’ I sigh in defeat.
‘’Desert? Are you just trying to annoy me’’
‘’Yep’’
‘’You’re helping then’’
‘’No’’
‘’Yes’’ Harry smirks standing to his feet and pulling me up with him.
He shoves me towards the kitchen before looking around for ingredients.
‘’Harry I aren’t even dressed’’ I say trying to use it as an excuse to get out of cooking.
‘’Good you’ll just get messy anyways… plus I love looking at you in your underwear’’ He say his hand slapping my bum.
‘’What are we making then’’ I ask pulling my hair up into a ponytail so it’s away from my face.
‘’Chocolate cake’’
‘’Yum’’
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‘’Harry’’ I screech desperately trying to duck away from the flying cake mixture, clearly I miss as it splatters all over my chest.
‘’Harry this bra is fucking ruined now’’ I shout.
‘’Mmhm’’ he moans a little before dipping his head down to lick some of it off me.
Using my free hand I reach and tip the bag of flour over his head.
‘’Bitch’’ he laughs as I run back hiding behind the counter.
He soon catches up with me though his body towering over mine his lips lean closer just millimetre away from mine.
‘’BEEP BEEP’’ the oven sounds telling us the cake is cooked.
‘’Fucks sake’’ Harry sighs pulling back and walking to retrieve the cake.
‘’Twice… twice we’ve gotten interrupted today’’ he moans.
I can’t help but laugh at him, having a strop like a little toddler.
‘’Oh you think it’s funny? Will it still be funny when I don’t kiss you or touch you for the rest of the day?’’
‘’You couldn’t keep away if you tried’’ I shrug licking some of the mixture off my finger.
‘’don’t do that’’ he groans pulling his lip ring in-between his teeth.
‘’What?’’ I ask continuing to lick it from my finger.
‘’That it’s so fucking hot’’ he groans a little more.
‘’Well I’m off to shower we have to leave in just over an hour’’ turning on my heel towards the bathroom.
Stripping off I dump the underwear into the bin, it’s ruined now.
Once I’m in the shower I quickly wash away all the mixture and mess before washing my hair, closing my eyes I tilt my head back allowing the running water to fall all over me.
Suddenly I feel a finger tracing the curve of my back ‘’ Harry’’ I scream jumping a little.
‘’You scared the shit out of me’’ I gasp once I’m facing him.
‘’Sorry love but I needed to shower too’’ he says shoving me out of the way.
‘’Careful’’ I moan considering I nearly toppled over from his shove.
Honestly I don’t care though, I’d rather him be rough with me than gentle.
‘’Do you like have an obsession with joining me in the shower or something?’’ I tease as I rinse off the little shampoo remaining in my hair.
‘’Yep… who wouldn’t want to shower with a hot girl’’
‘’Well I’m done now ‘’ I shrug before leaving him in the shower alone.
Once I’ve dried my hair I decide to straighten it allowing the shorter bits to frame my face.
‘’I love your hair like that’’
Looking behind me in the mirror I see a very naked Harry smiling at me.
‘’Cover up will you’’ I sigh.
‘’Afraid you won’t be able to keep your hand off me’’ he teases.
I don’t reply because he’s partly right.
‘’ though so’’ he chuckles grabbing two towels, one to wrap around himself and the other he uses to hand dry his hair.
Leaving me in the bathroom to do my makeup Harry goes and gets dressed, in black skinny jeans and a plain t-shirt no doubt.
I do my make like always flawless foundation, lots of mascara, heavy eye liner and this time I add a bubble gum pink colour to my lips.
Once I’m done I quickly dress into a white midi dress and a pair of nude heels.
‘’You ready love?’’ Harry asks as I walk towards him in the kitchen he’s stood shirtless looking down at the now iced cake, he must have done it whilst I got ready.
‘’Not wearing a shirt? I don’t think my dad likes you in that way babe’’ I tease.
‘’But you do’’ he says wiggling his eyebrows ‘’ No I just didn’t want to get icing on my shirt’’ I shrugs before reaching for the white t-shirt placed on the opposite counter.
Nodding I grab a box for the cake and head for the door.
‘’The cakes look great by the way’’ I say once we’re getting in the car.
‘’Thanks… you made it too love’’
‘’Umm’’
The drive to my dad’s house isn’t too far away, only about 10 minutes.
‘’You sure about this?’’ Harry asks nervously referring to telling my dad we’re actually together.
‘’Yeah’’ I nod before climbing out of the car.
‘’Come on’’ I tease pulling him along the path.
‘’Hi dad’’ I beam
‘’Emma sweetheart’’ he smiles before pulling me into a comforting hug.
‘’Alright Harry’’ My dad says a weak smile on his lips as he turns to greet him.
‘’Yeah thanks Chris, you?’’ Harry ask stepping a little closer to me.
‘’Not too bad… What have we got here then?’’ He asks peering at the box Harry’s holding.
‘’Umm chocolate cake, Emma helped too’’ Harry stutters a little, he must be really nervous.
‘’Better not eat it then’’ Dad teases as Harry joins in laughing along with him.
‘’OI’’ I gasp giving them both playful shoves.
‘’I’ll put this in the kitchen, go sit down’’ Dad says motioning towards the living room, its so weird being a guest in what used to be my home.
‘’Everything will be fine’’ I say quietly squeezing Harry’s thigh as he takes a seat beside me on the sofa.
‘’I hope so’’ He mumbles pressing a quick kiss to my temple.
‘’Coffee’s ‘’ Dad beams carrying through a tray with three mugs on it, he knows me well so he didn’t even have to ask.
‘’Thanks’’ we both mumble awkwardly as we’re both incredibly nervous about the entire situation.
‘’So what’s being going on with you Em?’’ Dad asks casually as he takes a sip.
‘’Umm nothing much… I’ve decided I want to be a tattoo artist, you know Andy? Well he’s going to train me and well he offered me a job but I think I want to use some of grandmas money to open a studio of my own and do piercings too’’ I say trying to get into a conversation before breaking the fact that Harry and I are together to him.
‘’That sounds great Emma, yeah grandma would love the money to help you start a business, maybe she wouldn’t be keen on the tattoos but overall she’d want you to be happy so yeah great idea sweetie’’ He smiled.
‘’Anything else?’’ he asks
‘’Yeah actually… umm… well… Harry and I are together…like an actual couple’’ I stutter quickly.
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