@mikayla797 here you go twinnie!!!
“I had finally had enough of this! I was going to have to tell him face to face if I ever wanted it to stop but the truth it, I couldn’t do it. I didn’t know how to tell him. ‘I don’t love you anymore.’ I had finally said it…”
I wiped my cheeks and Harry looked up from the magazine he was reading. “Mikayla what’s wrong?!” He rushed over and noticed my phone still open to the story I was reading off Wattpad and sighed. “Are you ever going to listen to me?”
I shook my head and wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand. “I can’t help it I get so wrapped up in these characters! It’s just the worst when thy break up!”
“You sound like a girl, love.” Harry kissed my cheek and laughed a little.
“I am a girl genius.” I retorted throwing a pillow at his ridiculously cheeky smile. He ducked but I still got him.
“Come on let’s bake some cookies and watch a sappy movie so you can cry some more alright?”
I stuck my tongue out at him and stuck my arms up. Harry rolled his eyes and pulled me off the couch like I wanted. Then he tossed me over his shoulder and spun around, laughing!
“Harry Edward Styles Put Me DOWN!” I wish my voice would have sounded more serious but I was given away by the laugh that escaped my lips.
After getting his balance back, he walked me over to the kitchen and sat me on the counter. “So what kind of cookies?” He asked leaning in to kiss me.
But I wasn’t giving up that easily.
I dodged his lips and slid to the floor. “Hmm how about chocolate?” I said walking over to the cupboards.
He smiled and walked around behind me, putting his arms around my waist. Again, I slipped out of them and walked around the middle counter that was in the middle of our kitchen. “Hands to yourself mister and eyes on your baking.” I tossed the chef’s hat I bought him for a joke on his birthday and he put it on along with a French accent.
“Oui Oui Madame. Anything for the beautiful Lady.” He grabbed the things from the fridge while I got the dry ingredients and recipe book.
“Triple chocolate or chocolate chunk?” I asked.
“Chocolate chip cookies!” He called with his head still in the fridge looking for the eggs.
“Top shelf.” I told him flipping to page 77.
“I knew that.” His head popped back up and he set three eggs on the counter.
When they were finally in the oven, Harry tapped my shoulder. “Do I get a kiss now?”
I smiled and leaned forward and at the last minute smeared cookie dough on his nose. At first, he went cross eyed looking at it then tried and tried to reach it with his tongue, making the weirdest face! Then he gave up and used his finger.
“Now you can get a kiss.” I laughed and he put one hand on my cheek. Then I felt something sticky up against my other one and realized he had smeared cookie dough on me!
“That’s it Styles!” I grabbed a handful and chased him around the kitchen, still not exactly sure what I’d do when I caught him. Finally, he slowed and grabbed both my wrists. He did get his kiss finally… along with a face full of dough!
We laughed and I ran my finger under his chin. “These are going to be great cookies.” I laughed. Harry agreed then remembered we hadn’t set the timer! He pulled them out, just short of being done. “Well there is only one way to eat them now.”
He opened the fridge and got two bowls of vanilla ice cream while I separated a few and put them on the cooling rack. Harry stuck two cookies like ears in the top of his and smiled. “So which movie are we watching, love?”
I licked my thumb then followed him into the living room. “How about Safe Haven?” I asked sitting on the loveseat with my legs crossed. Harry put in the disc then sat on the floor in front of me with his head in front of my bowl. I dropped a bit of melted ice cream on his nose and laughed as he looked up, shocked.
“Oh so we’re starting this again are we?” He asked getting a big scoop.
I shook my head and put up both hands. “No don’t shoot!”
He laughed and put the spoon in his mouth. In seconds, the cheeky smirk turned into a twisted face.
“Cold!” He cried and ran to the kitchen. I laughed so hard I almost started crying and didn’t stop once Harry got back. Not until he was laying over the top of me did I promise not to put food on him anymore did he roll off onto the floor.