End of time

Everyone has a dream. Evie's dream is dance. What happens when her dream is on her doorstep? A particular boy called harry captures her heart. "I will love you till the end of time" but Evie's mind isn't always as controlled as her dance choreography...

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16. Piggybacks'

Evie's POV

"She's totally rich because her Dad invented toaster streudels" Watching one of Harry's  unexpected favourites 'Mean Girls, Harry improvised his best stereotypical American girl accent accompanied with a little 'loreal coz your worth it' hair flick. Positioned with my head on his muscular chest I couldn't contain the hilarity of the situation so I broke out in my embarrassing giggle, nuzzling my face into the crook his snug, toasty neck. 

"You do make me chuckle" playfully tapping the end of his cute nose "but this parts better" I proudly indicated looking harry straight in the eyes whilst stating yet another quote.
"If you're from Africa why are you white?-- Oh my god Caren you can't just ask people why their white" Throwing his head back with laughter he returned to our strongly connected eye contact grabbing my hips drawing me closer to him gesturing he was 'wiping the tears away'.

Mid way through the film I peered up at Harry, suddenly my stomach decided to gargle, loud  and clear enough for Harry to hear and look longingly down at me and suddenly rubbing my stomach lovingly. " Me to mate, me to" he directed his speech to my empty belly, chuckling at his humorous comment, much to my disappointment I arose from the cuddled position we managed to get ourselves into and said "Let's eat". 

Following me, he devotedly clutched my skinny waist forcing me into a piggy back and stated "You're not walking till your booboo's better", I laughed contently and kissed his head. Marching down my hallway, I playfully stated in his ear "I don't get why it's called a piggy back, I've never once in my life seen two pigs on each others back" Harry abruptly snorted at my comment, after finally understanding his remark, I softly hit his toned abs. 

Entering the kitchen, Harry carefully perched me on one of my silver and white stools positioned under my marbled island, "I'll cook for you, I've been told by many I ain't so bad at cookin up a storm sista" he said before saucily winking at me. Returning the wink, I lightly giggled as he cupped my chin and pecked my lips before cutely implying "You're laugh is so sweet". Spinning and walking away to cook up a supposed 'storm', I sneakily tapped his bum replying "You so spicyyyy". Grabbing my hips his strong grip lifted me onto the island situated in the middle of my rather large kitchen. "Stop distracting me and leave me to my storm".Creating banter, I lightly chuckled and obeyed, admiring his dimpled smile every so often it would flash up at me to check I hadn't left his side. 

*Short/filler chapter sorry, updating soon thooo*

Keep reading promise more drama will be happening soon 

Hope you enjoyyy <3

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