"I asked one thing from you, Harry! One single thing! You couldn't do that for me!" I screamed from the kitchen into the living room where Harry stood looking as guilty as ever.

My face must have been red under my makeup from a long day of work, but I couldn't help but be angry.

This was...unforgivable.

He looked down at the ground, his feet shuffled one in front of the other and his big green eyes looking up at me only to look back down. "I- I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Bon I couldn't help it-"

"No! I'm so mad at you right now I can't even look at you!"

I groaned walking back into the kitchen to find my plate that held a slice of chocolate fudge cake, empty, with only a few streaks of chocolate on the corners and a trace of crumbs from the refrigerator to the carpet in the living room.

This motherfucker didn't even use a plate and ate my cake.

He poked his head into the kitchen and pouted his lip. "Okay, I kinda feel really bad now because I just remembered your period is starting soon and you like chocolate during your period... I'm really sorry, baby."

I sighed and grabbed an apple and a jar of peanut butter instead. "It's whatever, I was a bit dramatic," I admitted. "Sorry I yelled at you."

Periods made me a little crazy on occasion. 

"No, I deserved it for eating your food. Especially that chocolate cake. I mean, it was really fucking good." My smile dropped and the heat rose up my neck to my cheeks again.

He cursed and stood awkwardly as I took a seat and began watching a movie on the television. He sat back at the table and finished his work while I ate my apple.

I must have dozed off at some point because when I woke up, my apartment felt a bit stuffy, but the air had a delicious aroma- sweet like chocolate. It was nine at night and I was curious as to why Harry was in the kitchen.

If it wasn't for the smell I would assume he had set the kitchen on fire. Finally done with my shit.

I walked over to the entrance and noticed that Harry was standing in front of the oven with oven mitts on and a toothpick being stabbed into the middle of a chocolate cake made from a box.

He looked up at me and smiled gently before pulling out the cake and setting it on top of the stove to cool, turning off the oven. 

I wanted to cry. He just made me an entire cake, and by the looks of it be also bought frosting as well. "Oh...hi." He whispered.

"Is that for me?" I pouted.

"Yeah…" he pulled his oven mitts off and set them back in their place. His small smile and big eyes made him look so sweet and innocent. "It's no double fudge from Serranos, but daddy is going to put frosting and I added Hershey chocolate in the middle."

I couldn't help but let the tears in my eyes slip out and begin crying. "Sorry- Jesus, I'm so emotional." I took a few steps back.

"It's okay, cake brings out my emotions too." I smiled and walked over to press a kiss on the lips. "Love you." He whispered.

"Love you." I hugged him tightly.

*

Harry

Since my birthday we haven't talked about the 'ex situation' and I felt like since today was our first valentines day, things were bound to fall apart.

I don't know why but they tend to do that when I'm happy.

Bonnie had wanted to go out on the town but I don't think my princess realizes how ridiculous it was to get good dinner reservations or a table in general on this day. 

Usually, I would say fuck it and take her ass to any chain restaurant for a date- which by the way, Bonnie loves to go to Applebees and does consider that a date.

But it was our first Valentines day, I really wanted to wow her and show her all this love and affection we both deserved. 

Bonnie offered to help plan a date but I told her that I had it under control and it would be a surprise.

I had everything I needed to be done in its place and all I needed was my girlfriend who was taking her sweet ass time getting ready, sending me away every time I gently knocked on her door to rush her.

When the door finally opened and she walked out into the living room, I gasped at how beautiful she looked. Her hair was perfectly straight, split down the middle and pushed back. Her makeup was natural, yet her whole body glowed?

It might be that Rhianna stuff she bought last week.

She was in a light pink flowy dress that reached mid-thigh. The sleeves covered her arms but left little to the imagination in the chest area from how low cut it was. She smiled at me and did a little spin, giving me just a hint that she was wearing some type of lingerie underneath.

Not going to lie, I'm getting half a chub right now.

"You look- wow." I rubbed my hands together like a hungry man about to devour an all you can eat buffet. "Let's go?" My eyes must have screamed 'please stay here and smother me with your thighs' because she gave me a look as if to tell me 'please stay here and fuck me'. Her thighs, her ass, the glow in her skin, it was all too much.

I might fuck around and ask her to marry me tonight.

 She nodded walking over to give me a quick kiss on the lips and walking ahead of me.

She had no idea I was about to wow her.

I had spent the previous day making calls and specifically had Niall help me make arrangements to set up the perfect date at the park for us.

I drove us to our location, an almost empty park with a grassy area a bit out of town. Niall had been waiting with everything set up and I just had to blindfold Bonnie so I can really surprise her.

"Do you trust me, sweetheart?" She looked at me as I pulled out a blindfold.

"You drive thirty minutes away from town to a park and want to blindfold me, of course not." She laughed. "Is this where the story changes and turns out you're actually a lunatic who sacrifices dates to stay immortal?"

This girl I swear to God.

"No." I blinked a few times. "Oh man, what a plot twist that would be though, huh?" She nodded.

"Fine, you can blindfold me, but if the next thing I see is your dick in my face, I'm biting it off." I laughed and put the blindfold over her eyes and quickly stepped out of the car to look around to find Niall down in the opposite direction, setting up candles and our dinner.

Your boy had a picnic set up to stargaze with his lady.

I opened Bonnie's door and she jumped a bit. "It's okay, just daddy." I couldn't see but I knew she rolled her eyes at me.

I helped her out of the car and walked her towards Niall who gave me a thumbs up and left us to ourselves. "I'm nervous." She admitted.

"I know, but I promise you're gonna love it." I stood her right by the telescope and double-checked to make sure everything was perfect before grabbing a single red rose and lifting up her blindfold.

Her face lit up as she saw the giant white blanket set up with a picnic basket, two cushions for us to sit on, and candles surrounding us. I had also gotten art supplies to color because Bonnie once mentioned she thought that was romantic or some shit.

"Holy shit." She whispered looking at the bucket full of ice with a bottle of champagne, strawberries with chocolate, and lots of rose petals.

"Happy Valentine's day." I smiled at her.

"Harry…" she sniffled covering her face as she began to cry.

Well, that wasn't supposed to happen.

I hugged her tightly as she let out some real tears, telling me she loved it and it was the most romantic thing she had ever seen. 

We took a seat so I can wipe her eyes, kissing her before opening the picnic basket. "Look, all your favorite foods." She watched me as I pulled out a very hot foiled plate. "Tacos from taco Gordo." She smiled big again. "Pupusas for Papa." I pointed to myself. "Chicken nuggets for our appetizer. And lots of snacks." 

"I love you." Was all she said.

"I love you more baby." Another kiss was shared before we began eating.

*

An hour later, just as the sun was almost set and we were running out of light, I had almost finished my drawing and I could tell Bonnie was getting tired of posing. I had her lean on one arm with the other behind her head.

"Almost?" She asked me.

She had drawn a picture of me and had done a very good job, but if I was honest, I was not always the best at drawing people and she was about to get super mad at me when she realized what I had been drawing the entire time she posed.

"Okay, it's ready. I'm really insecure about it so don't be mean." I told her shyly.

"I would never, let me see my man's artwork." I turned the canvas and I can immediately tell she was annoyed but enjoyed how far I took things to make a joke.

"Harry's that's a car." 

I drew a car.

"Yes, but she's a lot like you. Smooth, sleek, rides really well- oh fuck!" I was suddenly tackled down by Bonnie and straddled. She pushed my arms back and kissed me.

I like her pinning me down.

I want to marry her so bad.

"You are such a dork." She whispered against my lips.

"A dork you want to make sweet passionate love to." She nodded. "I have a gift for you." She gasped.

"Harry you've done enough with all of this." We sat up and I went over to the telescope bag and opened it, tugging out a rolled-up poster. She seemed confused as I opened it but before she could react, I explained to her the gift.

"So a few years ago, I was in the car with you and you were singing a song and I remember looking over at you and thinking how lucky I was to have known you and be around you. I just feel like no amount of time with you is enough, you know?" She nodded. "I looked up at the sky that night and prayed for a sign and this shooting star flew right in front of me so I thought about it and I decided to name a star after you." She gasped looking down at the map of the stars.

"A star?" She put her hand up to her chest. "Harry I- I don't know what to say." She cupped my face delicately with her hands and stared at me for a long moment. "When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun."

"Did you just quote Shakespeare?" She nodded. "And I thought I was romantic."

"Pretty sure I butchered the quote, but this is so sweet. I- I love you so much I can't even begin to tell you how much I think about being with you and how much I love you to bits." Her words began to tumble out faster than her mouth could keep up and soon she was crying again.

That mascara she had on to separate her pretty lashes must be waterproof.

I laid her back down, flipped her over, and had her lay down on her back as she looked up at me with a small smile. Her hand came up to my face as her thumb gently ran under my lip. "You are so pretty," I whispered.

"No, you are." She giggled when I kissed her thumb that began playing with my lip. "Tonight, after this is all over, I want you to do something for me." She whispered.

"Anything my love." 

Her eyes went dark, a small smile on her lips spread across her face and her hands tightened around my waist so she could pull me in closer. "I want you to take me as you've never taken me before." She pulled me closer. "I'm yours, Harry, I want you to take me how you want me." I gulped.

Take her as I want.

...Anal.

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