Persecute

*IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE!!!!!!!*

Keona's POV

Harry froze, his body tense as he processed what I just questioned him. He sat back in his seat and scrunched his eyebrows together.

"What do you want us to be?" He inquired softly.

I brought my attention from Harry's face to my lap, fumbling with my fingers. I shrugged; how could I answer that? He held a firm gaze on me as if trying to burn through my skin with his emerald orbs.

"What do you think of me as?" I gradually brought my eyes up to meet his. So many un-answered questions, so much tension separating us.


"Someone I would protect and share my everything with." He muttered.

I nodded understandingly, expecting him to say that. "But I would never date you, Harry." I spoke bravely.

My gaze met his, and I could see hurt evident in his eyes. "Why not?" His voice was small, and surprisingly sounded... fearful?

"You're my best friend Harry.." I started, feeling my eyes burn, "a-and if we broke up, we wouldn't h-have that anymore. I-I can't lose you."

His strong hands took a hold of mine, and taking a deep breathe he declared with consideration, "But what happens if we never do separate?"

His eyes turned from damage to desire in seconds, "Love, what are you trying to say?"

"Keona Sapphire," he started slowly, "w-will you be my girlfriend?"

...

I was woken up by sunshine in my face, and the smell of pancakes.

mm... food

I sat up, stretching my rested body. I skipped down the stairs and turned the corner, heading into the kitchen. I stood in the door frame, watching as Harry's back mussels flexed whilst he cooked breakfast. I felt a stupid smile creep upon my face, and I encased my arms around his waist.

"Good morning neighbor slash girlfriend." He spoke in his raspy morning voice.

I giggled slightly, "You know we're no really neighbors, right? We live at least six houses away from each other."

He turned around and cupped my face, "oh whatever, Mrs. Know-it-all" He smiled and brought his lips to mine.


That small kiss turned into a heated make-out session in seconds, my hands locked in his hair, his hands wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Harry," I mumbled against his pink lips, "the food."

"We can do that later." He whined, pulling apart from me.

My feet touched the ground once more, and I pointed to the stove.

"Fine." He growled, turning towards the stove, "but you owe me something."

I let out a small giggle and perched myself on the counter, grabbing an apple as I watched him cook.

"So, Mr. Styles," I started, "where'd you learn to cook?"

"My mum." He spoke, his smile lighting up the room. I nodded softly, silence filling the air. He poured the finished pancakes on a plate, and spoke proudly, "done!"

I laughed and opened my arms, "good job baby."

He rolled his eyes playfully and wrapped my legs around his body once more. He kissed me more forcefully this time, and I didn't mind one bit. His left hand rubbed up and down my thighs softly; leaving goosebumps in it's path.

"You know what?" I pulled away, asking breathlessly, "I don't think I'm hungry anymore."

He laughed and kissed me again, and breakfast was long forgotten.

Notes

I'm sorry for the short chapter - but did what you wanted to happen, HAPPEN?????!

Okay, the important thing is this:

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