I'm In Love With A Total Stranger (Sequel to IILWMBF)

Jess and Harry have had a steady two year running relationship, but will the bumps in the road ahead be too big to avoid? Does Jess really know Harry, or is she in love with a total stranger?


16. Chapter 14

"There." I said dusting my hands on my dungarees. "All done." I stood down from the step ladder slowly and went and stood next to Harry. We both admired our work of our baby's room in the flat. The walls were painted a pale yellow (I know it sounds disgusting but it looked really good), there was a cot by the wall on the right. A little mobile was hanging over the cot and stuffed toys were sitting nicely on top of the blue chest of drawers. "It looks amazing." I said smiling. My hands resting on my 8 month bump.

"I know babe. Good job." Harry said leaning down and kissing me on the forehead. I giggled and turned around facing him and hugged him burying my head in the crook of his shoulder. All though I was finding it much more difficult to hug Harry because of my bump, which kind of separated us a tad. 

"Come on, I'm reaaally hungry." I said pulling Harry out of the room.

"You always are." Haz said chuckling.

"Oi!" I scolded and swatted him playfully on the chest, but he caught my wrists and tightened his grip on them stopping me dead in my tracks.

"Did you just hit me Ms. Bradford?" Harry asked raising his eyebrows at me. I laughed and then looked away from him and said,

"No..." I tried squirming from his grip but he wouldn't budge. "Haz..." I warned. He smirked at me, a teasing smile playing on his lips. Inside I was screaming for him to let me go because I knew what was coming.

"Oh I think you did. And you know what I do when people hit me?" He asked looking down at me through his long eyelashes, his perfectly curly hair falling over his god damn sexy face.

"I-I don't know." I said trying to hold my laugh in.

"Oh but I think you do." He said pulling me closer to his chest. I squirmed inwardly.

"N-No please, no Haz." I said stuttering. I tried pulling away but I somehow ended up in his grasp and he started tickling my sides. "Harr-y n-no please, s-s-stop!" I screamed and howled with laughter but he soon stopped and pulled me towards the kitchen.

"Come on beautiful, I'm gonna make you an omelet." He said pulling the bar stool out for me. I curtsied as a joke to him and sat down. Harry turned around and started whisking some eggs. He started to look around nervously.

"Haz you alright?" I asked about to get down from the stool.

"No, ummm do you mind getting my ummm, phone from our bedroom on the side, I forgot that I was expecting a text from errr Louis. Yeah I was expecting a text from Louis." He said. I looked down at his sweating clammy hands fiddling.

"You sure you're okay?" I asked getting down slowly.

"I'm fine beautiful, don't worry." He said kissing my cheek. I huffed and then walked into our bedroom searching for his iPhone. I went over to his bedside table and looked around it and in the drawers. But it wasn't in there.

"Harry, you sure it's in here?" I shouted.

"I found it!" He shouted back from the kitchen. I sighed and then stood up from my crouching position. What was wrong with him recently he's been acting so strange for the last couple of weeks. Maybe it's stress due to my baby being born in the next couple of weeks.

I walked into the room frowning. "Where was your phone?" I asked sitting back down to the omelet in front of me.

"What?" He asked looking up in confusion.

"Your phone? Where was it?" I asked talking slowly to him.

"Oh right, yeah it was in my pocket." He said grinning holding his phone up. I rolled my eyes and started eating the omelet. Harry watching my every movement.

"Will you quit with the staring, i'm not a freak show!" I said looking at him directly in the eyes. 

"Sorry babe. Didn't mean to stare." I rolled my eyes again and took another slice of omelet in my mouth. Chewing on it slowly as I watched Harry staring at me.

"What is yo- What the hell?" I mumbled. I bit down on something really hard. Taking the object out of my mouth I rubbed my tooth groaning. "Haz I could have broken my tooth." I whined. But he wasn't looking at me. I followed his gaze to the eggy object in my hand. I looked closely at it and then gasped.

"You-you no. But I-I mean... Wha?" I couldn't pronounce my words properly. Harry took the object from my hand and rubbed a kitchen towel over it cleaning it. Holding up the beautiful diamond ring, simple but classic. Harry came round to my side of the island and knelt down beside me. I flew my hands to my mouth, as the tears began to well up in my eyes. Harry cleared his throat, and then wiped a bead of sweat that was forming on his forehead.

"Don't be nervous babe." I said stroking his cheek. He smiled and finally spoke up.

"I know this isn't very ummm... romantic." He began. "Jess, when we first met in pre-school. It was the best day of my life. Your beauty took my eyes, my heart and soul. Your charm, personality was all I could dream of." He said looking down at the floor smiling, his two dimples playing on his cheeks. He looked up at me grinning, "I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. No one else Jess, you. My best friend, my girlfriend. And now hopefully my fiance. Will you marry me?" He asked. The tears now began to stream down my face as I looked at the gorgeous ring and Harry's hopeful face. 

"Of course Harry, of bloody course. YES!" I shouted flying my hands up in the air frantically. Harry stood up and wrapped his hands around me.

"I love you so much beautiful." He whispered in my ear sending multiple chills down my spine. I giggled and wrapped my arms around him tighter. God, how come I got this lucky?

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...