Dinner was awkward. My grandfather wouldn't stop looking up and down at Harry and questioning his life's goals. My grandma on the other hand couldn't stop touching Harry. Every opportunity she got, she took.

"Your hair is so curly? Is it naturally curly?" She said running her wrinkly fingers through his hair.

My grandpa cleared his throat. Is my grandma serious? She's old enough to be his grandmother! I gave her the death stare, but she payed me no attention. I texted Harry, without anyone looking.

Me: Can we pls go to your place?! I think I'm going to kill my grandmother!

Harry: Is someone jealous ;)

Me: What! No!

Harry: Sure babe.

I smiled at his words and smiled at him.

"Well, I'm gonna go to Harry house. I'm gonna study over there. " I lied.

"I'll be home tomorrow afternoon, after work." I said again.

Harry and I quickly excused ourselves from the table and went up to my room.

"Sorry for telling them I was sleeping over without confirming it with you. Is it ok if I do?" I asked.

"I don't mind at all." He said winking at me.

I grabbed my backpack and threw clothes inside. I felt nervous sleeping over Harry's house. My grandma was just annoying me and I wanted more alone time with him.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yup." I said flipping the light switch off.

When I got to Harry's house, we watched movies. It may sound boring, but when I'm with Harry, there was never a dull moment. And this thing called "reality" didn't exist. It was nearly midnight when we finished watching all the movies.

"Can you show me where the bathroom is? I said.

He led to his bedroom bathroom.

"Can you hand me my bag? I'm gonna shower." I said

He handed me my bag and I made sure to lock the door, just in case he tried anything. His bathroom was clean. The white tiles on the floor and walls literally sparkled. After my hot shower, I hesitated about opening the door. What if Harry was out there? I sucked it up and opened the door slowly. Surprisingly he wasn't he in the room. My face grew into a smile. He was caring enough to let me have my privacy. I was so tempted by his bed big bed, I jumped right into it. It was super soft. His white sheets were really soft. His bed even smelled like him. That strong, but soft smell rushed into my nose, creating a picture of Harry. Before I knew it, I was asleep. I heard Harry come in but I was too tired to wake up. He joined me in bed and wrapped his arm around my waist. His hairy legs tickled my bare legs. Turned away from him, I smiled to myself. I woke up to Harry's arm still wrapped around me. I removed it and went to the bathroom. After I came out he was awake.

"Morning." I said kissing his cheek.

"Morning love." He said.

My heart literally stopped. I couldn't even describe what my ears just went through. I think they just had an orgasm. His voice was very raspy with a bunch of sexy on the side. I couldn't even breathe at the moment. I put myself back together. I noticed he didn't have a shirt on. I pulled down the sheets a bit and saw a couple of tattoos on his chest and arms.

"Why didn't you tell me you had tattoos?" I questioned.

"It never came up." He said knocking me out with his voice.

I traced my fingers tips along the birds on his chest. Was every part of his body soft? My eyes shifted towards his arm, where he had a ship and a bunch of other tattoos. My eyes were having an orgasm. Harry was unaware of what he was doing to me. First I had an eye and ear orgasm. I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle.

"You like what you see?" He asked smirking.

"I guess you can say that." I said smirking back.

He pecked me on the forehead and got up. All he had on was boxers. My eyes froze.

"Harry... did we... umm?" I said

"No, we didn't." He said smiling looking at the floor.

My chest sank. Thank god. Not that I didn't want to have sex with Harry. It wasn't on my mind and I just wasn't ready yet.

"What do you want for breakfast?" I said as he walked into the bathroom.

"Don't worry about it. I'll cook." He yelled.

"Too late. I'm already going down to cook!" I said running down the stairs.

I found everything easily. Cooking the pancakes, I closed my eyes as I waited for the bubbles to form around the edges, confirming I could flip it over. Harry's hands slipped around my waist turning me around. He lifted me on the counter and pushed his way in between my legs. My feet dangled above the floor.

"I said I was making breakfast." His low tone spoke.

He was close enough to kiss. His hand slipped up my thigh slowly. A heat begin to grow all over my body, spreading like a disease. He never touched me like this before. None of my boyfriends have. His touch was so gentle. He slowly touched my lips with his. His hand maneuvered to my lower back and he pushed my closer to him. I tried to push him away, but he only forced harder.

"The p-pa-pancake!" I finally managed to say.

He moved away and I hopped off the counter. The pancake was engulfed in flames. In a hurry, I threw water on it. The flames burned out, leaving a shriveled, black pancake. The smoke came up, causing me to cough.

"Are you happy now?" I asked him with my eyebrows raised.

He smiled with his mouth full of pancakes. After breakfast was done, I got ready for work. Harry dropped me off.

"What time will I see you?" He asked.

"Five." I said.

"Have a good day!" He yelled.

I have him a smile and hopped out the car. Before my feet landed onto the pavement, random people were at my feet. Men with cameras ferociously snapped pictures. As I closed the door, their attention turned towards Harry, who already had his shades on and trying to drive away. The coalition drifted away from me. I made my way in the coffee shop still seeing white circles in my vision every time I blinked.

Notes

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