Imagine for Savannah jade winter, sorry I couldnt tag you and I didnt know what theme you wanted so.. I hope this is okay -Jenny You wake up slowly, wiggling in the warm covers your wrapped in. You blink your eyes tiredly. You yawn and cradle your on your hands. Your wearing Harrys big t-shirt and your hairs a mess. You turn to your side , Harry? You ask but hes not in the bed. You sigh and slip out of the covers to go find him. As you walk down the hallway the aroma of eggs drift to your nose. Harry? You ask and sure enough hes in the kitchen making eggs. His hair if fluffed and all over the place and the only think he has on is his grey boxers, which is actually more clothing then usual. Hey, he says smiling at you as you make your way into the kitchen. You hug him from side and he drapes his arm over you. Good morning , you say kissing his chest. He laughs and stirs the eggs. Good morning, he says kissing your head ,are you hungry? He asks and you look a the heap of eggs hes making. Maybe.. You say and he laughs scooping a pile of eggs onto a plate. Cmon you know you want this. He says waving the plate in front of your face. Your right, you saying taking it from him, I cant resist my self, you say sitting down at the dinner table. He laughs and scoops some on a plate for him self. Do you want some orange juice? He ask and you nod your head at him. Yes please, you say chewing on your food, you must admit hes a good cook. Here ya go, he says placing a glass of orange juice infront of your plate. He sits down next to you , pulling his chair close next to yours. Thank you, you say as he digs into the food infront of him. You turn to him and smile to your self at the way he sticks his tongue out before taking a bite of food and the way no matter how messed up his hair is it always looks picture perfect, how every tattoo on his body just seems to blend into his overall appearance , the way his green eye sparkle in the sunlight and how they almost seem to change colors through the seasons , the way he always tilts his head ,the way his dimples form even when hes eating and how every time your see them you just want to poke them. Just every thing about him makes you wanna smile. What? He asks with a smile, and you realize youve been string at him blankly for the past moment. Nothing, nothing you say with an embarrassed laugh, its just.. Im really lucky to have you, you say smiling at him. He smiles and leans in to whisper in your ear, Youll never be half as lucky as I am to have you,
Posted on: Sun, 01 Dec 2013 16:16:56 +0000
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