Harry and I hadn't had an opportunity to spend several days in a row together. It was always either my job or his filming that got in the way. I had so many cute ideas of things that we could do together. All that I could do was pray that nothing would mess these 5 days up for us.
I woke up the next morning and noticed that Harry wasn't next to me. With everything that has happened recently, this obviously raised some paranoia in me. I jumped out of bed, stumbling to the door to his bedroom.
"Harry?" I called out, my voice cracking due to the fact that I had just woken up. I ran back into his room to grab my phone that read 10:05am before running to check his bathroom. My feet began dragging me down the stairs to the level that Lux's room was on, yet no sign of Harry. The sound of the front door closing caught my attention and I looked over the railing to see if I could see Harry either entering or exiting.
Perhaps he had gone for a run? No, that's not something Harry would do. Walk? Again, not something Harry would do. Harry rarely leaves his house, so where the fuck was he?
I jogged down the last two sets of stairs, opening the front door instantly. My eyes wandered down the street and squinted in confusion when Harry wasn't to be seen. I entered the house again and shut the front door before making my way over to the kitchen. A piece of paper lay peacefully on the kitchen counter.
'Slippery stairs' was all that was written on it.
This motherfucker gave me a scavenger hunt!
I put on my Nike slides before exiting the house again and running down the street towards the slippery stairs that Harry lives near. To my own knowledge, these slippery stairs lead to the river Thames. If this psychopath I call a boyfriend even thinks about getting me near the water, boyfriend no more.
I arrived at the gate to the stairs, opened it and began carefully making my way down them. My feet reached the stones and I took a deep breath in. It was as if I could smell that bastard. I turned my head to the right and sure enough, I was right! I could smell him!
Except he wasn't a bastard anymore once I saw that he was laying on a picnic blanket with some blankets next to him and had a plastic bag full of containers of what looked like food. He turned his head towards me as soon as he heard the stones shift under my feet and I approached him.
Seems like I wasn't the only one who had cute plans for us.
"I would have drowned you if the water was any closer to us than it is now," I threatened with a cheeky smile. He chuckled to himself, looking down at his hands and turning his body so that he was laying on his side.
"Are you afraid of water?" he asked, looking back up at me with squinty eyes due to the sun.
"More like afraid of drowning, my lungs filling with fluid, not knowing what the sea contains," I said whilst laying down on my side next to him. He reached down to grab the bag of food and bought it up so that it was in the middle of us.
"Well, in that case, I'm glad the water isn't close too because I really wouldn't want to know what's in there," he said and pointed to the sea. I took a peek inside the bag, only to find a fair amount of breakfast food such as pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and hash browns. Harry knew the way to my heart.
"You're adorable," I said before leaning over and kissing him gently. Since I didn't want to gross him out with my horrid morning breath, I pulled away after a few seconds.
"I was also going to cook some sausages but I didn't have enough time-"
"It's perfect Sniff, thank you," I smiled at him, running my hand through the hair on the back of his head. He returned the smile and sat up, pulling the containers of food out and placing the food on the picnic blanket. Everything was separated into different containers which I found cute. The steam from the food had fogged up all of the containers. Harry pulled two plates out of the bag and we piled our plates with as much food as we could consume. To my surprise, everything tasted amazing. I didn't have high expectations seeing as Harry has never cooked food for me before. He was a pretty decent cook.
"Thank you for, you know, saving my life," he said after swallowing his last mouth full and putting mine and his plate back in the plastic bag, "I am so fucking grateful and I'm glad you're in my life. You make me so happy and I know we haven't known each other for a long time but I feel this warm feeling inside of me whenever I'm with you. You're all I think about and I've never felt this way towards anyone before. S-Sorry to get all sappy I just, I just, I love you and I'm thankful that you're in my life Wiper".
My heart was burning from happiness. I loved him too. So much. We had this indescribable chemistry between us that intrigued me so much that I forget that we've only known each other for almost 2 months. I've never had a connection this strong with someone before. As I said, it was indescribable.
"I love you too Sniff," I whispered before grabbing the back of his neck and kissing him. I pulled myself closer to him until I was straddling him.
He tasted like bacon, and I was certainly not complaining.
Not wanting to get too carried away, I pulled away and sat back down next to Harry. We were in public for fuck's sake. He sat back up as well and began running his hands through my hair that rested on my shoulder, twirling it around his finger.
"We should film a video together," he smiled at me.
"But you don't do videos other than Fifa videos or challenge videos," I laughed. I easily could've stopped my sentence at 'but you don't do videos'.
"Then let's do a challenge video," he said, packing up everything that he had brought outside. We both stood up and dusted ourselves off.
"I would love to, but what kind of challenge would we do? I swear if you make me do a football challenge then you'd instantly have a death wish," I replied. He laughed at my comment before we both made our way back to the house.
Harry knew what would do well on his channel which meant that there were quite limited options we had. He did mention at one point that he wanted to change things up a little bit on his channel. I had a few ideas.
I flopped onto the couch in the living room once we arrived at the house. Harry came over and lay down next to me, snaking his arms around my body. He rested his head on my shoulder, cuddling into me. He was the cutest.
This would be a cute photo. Harry and I didn't have any photos together.
"We should take a photo together," I whispered, gently scratching the back of his neck.
"Take one now," he said into my shoulder. I wriggled out of Harry's embrace a tiny bit to lean my phone against some camera equipment that was resting on the coffee table. A camera timer for 10 seconds was set and I wriggled my way into Harry once again.
After counting for 10 seconds, I reach my arm out and grab my phone to check the photo. Harry looks up to examine the photo too.
"Can I post that?" he bit his lip.
"If you want to," I smiled at him. His eyes met mine, a cheeky smile on his face.
His smile was extremely addicting.
I cupped his face with my hands, leaning down and kissing his lips lovingly. He shifted his body so that he was on top of me and between my legs. His arms were still wrapped around my waist, however, one of his hands decided to go up the back of my sweater. Our lips moved in sync while his hand rubbed my back delicately. I pulled away after a while to catch my breath, but I also wanted to suggest a video idea.
"Heres an idea: couples swap clothes challenge. We pick 3 outfits of our own and give them to each other to model. The viewers will decide the winner," I suggested. He thought about it for a few seconds.
"I like it, it's different," he said, "How about we facetime someone to judge us so that way we can include a forfeit in the video and I can add some YouTuber names in the title".
"Sounds good," I laughed. Harry got off of me and stood up, adjusting his shirt slightly.
"I need to put the dishes in the dishwasher and put everything away first," he said, walking towards the kitchen. How responsible of him.
"I'll go pick out your outfits then," I smirked at him whilst standing up and walking over to the stairs.
"Can you Airdrop me that photo?" he asked with a grin spread across his face.
"Of course," I said and did as I was told. My feet dragged me up to Harry's room and over to my bag. I began pulling out clothes that I think would somewhat fit his body type. A few seconds later, I got a notification on my phone. My hands reached over and picked it up.
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