Whirlwind

Jessica's POV:

My day flew by again which I was rather pleased about as I was really looking forward to seeing Harry tonight. I made sure I left work on time and booked a taxi in advance so I wouldn't have the hassle of trying to flag one down. As I walked out of my office I noticed there was a guy with a camera taking multiple pictures of me. Great, I thought, looks like the paps have found out where I work. I picked up my pace and quickly jumped in to the taxi which was patiently waiting for me at the side of the road.

Harry's POV:

I couldn't wait to see Jessica, she had just text me to say she was leaving the office. I had cooked dinner tonight - kept it pretty simple and made Seabass with roasted vegetables. I was just putting the finishing touches to the table when the doorbell rung. I practically ran to the door and opened it with such force I almost pulled it off the hinges. There she was looking as beautiful as ever. She greeted me with a massive smile followed by quick peck on the lips.

I brought Jessica into the dining room and eagerly awaited her reaction. I had spent a lot of time trying to make this perfect for her; I had roughly 30 candles lit on and around the table, rose petals scattered on the table and Ed Sheeran playing softly in the background.
"Wow, Harry, this is beautiful!" she wrapped her arms around my neck and brushed her lips gently over mine. "Thank you."

We sat down at the table and I poured us both a glass of wine whilst Jessica filled me in on what had been going on over the last couple of days. As she was talking I started to realise how much I had actually missed her over the last few days. This surely isn't normal... We aren't even together at the moment, although I really wanted to be able to call her mine, I just didn't want to move too quickly and scare her off. The timing had to be perfect.

Our conversations carried on flowing throughout dinner - I was actually a little bit impressed at how nice the food turned out, I don't class myself as the best cook in the world.
I started clearing the plates and other bits from the table and took them into the kitchen ready to start washing up - If I didn't do it now I would get too comfortable with Jess and not want to get up and do it. As I filled up the sink with water and fairy liquid I felt Jessica's arms wrap around me and her head nuzzle in to my neck.

Jessica's POV:

I hadn't mentioned my trip as I was still unsure whether to invite Harry away with me next week; it's like I'm having a battle inside my head with myself. On one hand I would love to spend time with him,especially time away, but on the other hand I don't want to throw him in the deep end meeting a lot of my family when we haven't even made it official, or even spent much time together ourselves. I knew I needed to make a decision quickly as I he was bound to want to plan when we would be able to see each other within the next week.

As I hugged him tightly I decided now was as good as time as any to just bite the bullet and invite him; I mean I could potentially go back and forth all night and think too much in to it. The worst that could happen is him saying no...
"So I've actually got some other news to tell you babe" I briefly kissed his neck, pulled myself away from him and sat on the kitchen side next to the sink. Harry looked up at me signalling for me to continue.
"I'm going away on Sunday for a week to visit some family in Somerset." My eyes never left his, and if I wasn't mistaken, a hint of sadness washed over his face. "And I was wondering, you can 100% say no if you don't want to - please don't feel pressured at all, if you would like to come with me?" I paused for a split second, not giving him a chance to respond. "I want to spend my time with you as much as I want to see my family - and equally I would love them to meet you too... but I know that we aren't together and you may feel a bit weirded out with me asking you this. I didn't know whether I should and I have been going back and forth all day..." I was speaking 100 miles per hour and had started rambling as I felt nervous and wasn't sure I was ready to hear his answer yet.

Harry grabbed my face and smashed his lips against mine which evidently stopped me babbling on. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, "I can't think of a better way to spend my week."
With that he picked me up off the side and planted his lips once again on mine.

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