Carrington Hill

We ended up going to a massive Tesco to shop for food and other things we may have wanted. It was kind of busy but not crowded which I was happy about. Right as we walked in, my feet had taken me to the fridge where they had readymade sandwiches, sushi, pastas and things like that.

"You just had breakfast, don't tell me you're hungry again," Harry chuckled next to me as his right arm went around my body from behind, his chin rested on my shoulder.

"I really want sushi," I told him as I reached out for the food. It was a duck one but then I noticed the chicken selection that had California rolls in it and the duck one as well. "Oh, lovely," I mumbled as I swapped and took the bigger plate.

"Since when do you like sushi?"

"I have always liked sushi," I looked at him with my eyebrows raised high in an offended manner. Obviously, I was just messing around.

"Sure, whatever you say, sunshine," he sighed as he let the topic go and he walked next to me to look at the butties on the fridge shelves.

After he got whatever he wanted as well we walked further into the shop. Harry leaned forward on the trolley as he pushed it while I walked next to him. I only had my phone on me because I couldn't be bothered to bring a bag so I just slid my card in the case of my phone.

I linked my left arm with Harry's and I leaned into him a bit. He nudged me a bit and I groaned at that which then caused him to chuckle.

"What are we getting?" I asked him as my eyes travelled into the trolley that only had a bottle of water, a butty and my sushi in it so far.

"Well, we need something to drink, probably bread and something to put on that. I think we should get some fruit and like veg then we also need to get a pack of condoms because I only have like, two left in that box."

"Alright," I responded. "Can we get strawberries and Nutella and make pancakes?"

"Sure, but you're gonna have to make it," he said while his hand wandered on my back when he stood back up properly and walked past me. "And then once you made it, I'll eat it all."

"No you will fuck off if I'm making it," I said back after we began walking again.

"That's just plain rude if you ask me."

"I am just plain rude if you didn't know."

"What did you say the other day to me?" he laughed out as he tried to remember. I looked at him curiously, a slight smile on my lips as I waited for him to carry on. "Oh, right. 'We been knew.'"

That made me laugh and I had to put my hand over my mouth to control my loudness. It surprised me so much that he remembered and used it at the right time because honestly, Harry was not a social media savvy. Sometimes he even needed me to explain to him what a meme meant if he wasn't sure or didn't have a clue.

"You make my day, you," I put my hand on the back of his neck and pushed my fingers through his hair from the bottom. His head turned towards me and he puckered his lips as he asked for a kiss. I leaned down and gave him a peck then kept my hand where it was until it slowly slipped away and my arm hung from around his neck.

We made sure to walk through every isle after that to get everything we wanted – probably a bit too much for the time we had left in Scotland. Once we were done however Harry insisted on paying for everything which I didn't want to agree to at the start then it was too late to say I'll nip in so I ended up opening my sushi and just eating that while he packed.

On the way back to the lodge I was the one feeding Harry while he drove us home. It was the funniest thing ever because whenever a crumble would fall on his lap he'd go on a rant about how irresponsible I am then I'd shut him up by pushing the sandwich against his lips and so he had to take a bite.

He packed all the things away when we got back because I told him I wouldn't. Harry kept on sighing and muttering things under his breath that I watched and listened to while I laughed at him. He was honestly so entertaining. Up until he walked over to me, fitted his body between my legs as I sat on the high stool chair then grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me on the lips.

He caught me off guard and my breath quite literally got stuck on my throat as his mouth pressed firmly against mine.

"You should have helped me unpack instead of laughing your cute little arse off, don't you think?" he mumbled on my lips as his eyes flickered up to mine. I giggled and wrapped my legs around his waist, my head tilted to the side as I licked my lips.

"No," I answered finally. Harry raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner.

"That's what I'll be saying to you when you moan and whine about-,"

"You dirty bastard!" I pressed my hand against his mouth as I laughed out and he just grinned against my palm. "Control yourself."

"That's rich coming from you, baby love," he said as he knew fully well how much that pet name made me melt on the inside. My eyes probably became much softer looking and the beating of my heart picked up as well. "Got you there," he winked at me as his hand patted the side of my thigh near my bum then took a hold of my hands and pulled me off the chair.

"Oh, I didn't even tell you, but guess who texted me while we were shopping," I grinned at Harry as I stood in front of him and he raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner.

"Do tell me, please."

"My dad."

"Really? What did he say?" he asked me surprised, a small smile lingered on his lips while we walked in the living room and sat down on the couch.

"Just asking how I was and stuff. Then I mentioned you as well and he purposely called you Henry throughout the whole conversation."

"Oh, God, stop," he laughed as he placed his legs on the coffee table in the middle and turned the TV on. I took this as my opportunity to put my legs on top of his then his hand landed on my thigh.

"You didn't even deny it when he called you that back at my brother's party," I laughed as I leaned my head on his shoulder and he let out the biggest sigh and I think he even shook his head.

"I was well traumatised and nothing even happened. I couldn't even swallow my saliva properly."

"What actually happened when he talked to you though?" I sat up straight, turned towards him and crossed my legs. "You never told me the specifics. Just how he said the normal dad lines and shit."

"I can't even remember what happened, leave me alone," he nudged my knee with his hand, a smirk spread across his face and he focused his eyes on the telly on the wall.

"Bullshit, tell me," I nagged him and punched his shoulder with my fist. He was being a pain in the ass because he knew how to piss me off and he was enjoying it.

"Carrington, stop."

"Harry, no," I talked back. He looked at me with a serious face, his nostrils flared out as he inhaled through them. Then, he moved his head a little and raised his eyebrows at me which caused me to laugh and lean my forehead against his shoulder for a quick second.

"I genuinely can't remember, babe."

"Why don't you wanna tell me?"

"Cuz you don't need to know."

"I want to though."

"You won't, though."

"You are annoying."

"So are you."

He was so calm about this and almost lazy as he kept his eyes on the screen of the TV and I stared at his side profile. I saw him bit down on the inside of his cheek as my stern gaze was still on him, hope filled me a little as I thought he might give in and tell me about it.

Harry just sighed though and took a hold of my hand to intertwine his fingers with mine.

"Prick," I muttered under my breath but still let him hold my hand. I loved his hands, especially when he held mine in it.

"What was that?" he asked back as if he didn't hear me clearly when in fact he probably did.

"I said prick. P, R, I, C, K. Would you like a definition of the word as well?"

"Nah, I'm okay," he replied. "Although you may need some help in order to locate your chill as it seems like you lost it. Any idea where?"

"Fuck off," I laughed and he did the same. "I'll ask my dad then."

"Alright," he said as he didn't even fight me on it anymore.

I gave up after that and just watched whatever the hell was on the telly as well. After like fifteen minutes I got bored and started thinking about things I or more like we could do. my phone was in my hands as I scrolled through Instagram then something came to mind that I have never done before.

"I'm gonna do an Instagram Live," I said out loud. Harry hummed next to me, not even paying attention to what I said. "I don't think I want you in it, though."

"Want me in what?" he mumbled and slowly turned his head to face me.

"In my Insta live," I said.

"Um, why not?" he asked me, slightly offended. Then he smiled at me and spoke up again. "That's fine, I'm just kidding."

"You can be in it if you wish to, I just thought maybe you wouldn't and I also don't want people to watch my live because you are in it, ya feel me?"

"So do you want me in it or not?"

"Yes and no. Yes, because it'd be fun to do it with you. No, because majority would only watch it for you. Also, I wouldn't want people telling me I made you be in it to get more views and get paid more because then I'd get some saying I'm only using you for money and fame and attention and-,"

"And I don't care," he interrupted me. "Let them think that. If you want me in your livestream or whatever then I'll be in it. You and I both know that's not why you are with me and we have been over this before."

"I know," I looked away as I let out a sigh. I hated this topic with a passion. I had no clue why I started caring about others. I always said, well, tweeted how to just ignore them, more specifically 'fuck them and what they think' yet here I was overthinking it... again.

"So, we doing it or what?"

"Can you like, just be in the background though? Like you can talk and stuff-, you know what? I'm not gonna be telling you what to do. Be in it if you want, talk if you want, I don't care."

"Cool, finally," he grinned at me. "I need you to let loose, babe, this is why we are here."

It took me like five minutes to actually make it work after I set my phone up. I tweeted it as well so I knew that all the Harry accounts would see it and that kind of made me panic a bit as I knew they would just ask where he is.

It honestly made me zoom out a bit so when I felt something poke me in the side I was finally brought back to the real world. Harry nodded his head against the screen of my phone where a lot of messages started to pop up at the bottom.

The livestream started.

Here we go.

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