"Dinner!"

Harry jumped in surprised at the sudden sound and stood up from the living room couch. He has been there since the kiss happened, staring into space as he replayed the whole thing again and again in his head.

He loved how sweet she tasted and how delicate her lips felt despite the fact that she could handle rough kissing. He loved how she smiled in between kisses, how she tiptoes whenever he pulls her closer. He wanted to kiss her forever, remembering how amazing it felt like being so up close to her, able to smell her vanilla scent and feel her soft skin.

There was, of course, still that scared feeling inside of him. He didn't know if what he was doing was right, not wanting to hurt someone like Addie.

"Harry?"

Harry turned his head and saw Sam with her red locks in a ponytail. "Yeah?"

"You okay there?" She chuckled.

Harry didn't know if she knew about the kiss, but the expression on her face told him that she's just checking on him, nothing more. "Uh, yeah,"

Sam raised her eyebrows. "Something bothering your curls?"

Harry lightly laughed, running a hand through his curly mop of hair. "No, uh, hey, are Addie and Charlie-"

"A couple?" Sam raised an eyebrow, obviously getting that question a lot. "Nah. I mean, Charlie liked Addie but now they're only like siblings. I used to like Charlie, actually, but I don't know, I don't really imagine us as a couple, you know? So I got over that quickly. Addie, on the other hand, is pretty famous 'round the village. A lot of guys like her but she never notices. She broke up with a guy three years ago."

Harry nodded. "Three years ago, huh?"

"Uh huh. The guy only wanted sex, so." Sam shrugged. "You like Addie, don't you?"

"What?" Harry shook his head vigorously. "No,"

Sam giggled. "Okay, lad, whatever you say. Let's get some dinner."

Harry followed Sam as they walked through the living room and into the dinning area, seeing Zayn, Niall, Liam, and Charlie sitting around the table while Louis and Addie stood in the kitchen.

Sam sat beside Niall, giggling as he wrapped an arm around her. Harry walked to the kitchen and nodded at Louis. "You guys cooked?"

Addie turned around and grinned. "Pasta with fries!"

Louis nodded and had his arm around Addie's shoulder, smiling with delight. "This woman right here is a good cooker."

"Cooker?" Harry rained an eyebrow.

"Yeah?" Louis said, completely confused.

"It's cook, sweetie." Addie looked up at him, chuckling lightly.

"Oh," Louis said, knitting his eyebrows. "Well, I'm going to leave the two of you because Haz over here is scaring me."

Harry rolled his eyes and watched him leave the kitchen, closing the wooden door behind him. Harry let out a sigh and closed the small 'window' of the kitchen counter, giving him and Addie privacy.

"What was that?" Venom rolled off Harry's tongue as he whisper-shouted to Addie, his green eyes getting a shade darker.

"What was what?" Addie's eyebrows showed confusion, whispering back to Harry.

"So he's your fucking 'sweetie' now?" Harry drew quotation marks in the air for emphasis, rolling his eyes in the process.

"Who said he was my sweetie?" Addie raised an eyebrow, putting her hand on her hip.

"You called him sweetie, who else?" Harry kept his voice low, but his hands were waving everywhere as he said every word.

"I call everyone that!" Addie threw her hands in the air, completely frustrated with the argument.

"You don't call me that!" Harry fired back.

"What, you want me to?" Addie cocked an eyebrow at him. "You're jealous, aren't you?"

Harry was taken aback, blinking at Addie. She smirked and leaned closer, her lips on his ear. "Are you and your little curls jealous?"

Harry kept quiet as he felt her hot breath on the skin of his neck, trying not to melt into her sugarcoated lips.

"You want me, don't you?" Addie whispered into his ear, her voice thick like honey.

Harry let out a grunt.

"Do you?" She licked the skin behind his ear, going down to his neck.

"Yeah," his voice was raspy.

"You want me all to yourself, am I right, Curly?" Addie looked at him in the eye as her hand traveled up his chest and to his nape, tugging on his curly hair.

Harry groaned, nodding.

"Too bad," Addie pulled herself away from him, licking her lips as she stared at him.

She smirked and walked away, swaying her hips and opening the island counter windows and smiled at the group.

"Dinner's ready!"

Notes

I posted this chapter earlier but deleted it and edited it haha sorry anyway have another chapter :)

Comments are highly appreciated!