Love after the Forum [Love at the Forum Sequel]

Chapter 4: Its Called Edging

I had so much fun on the tour, our tour guide being extremely hilarious, and it thankfully helped us loosen up.

As the day progress, we were more playful with each other, having to constantly remind ourselves that eyes were on us.

"Harry, stop." I chuckled as he tickled me softly after I made an inappropriate comment about the size of Big Ben.

"Friends tickle each other, don't they?" He wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"Not taken friends." I teased, shoving him away softly. He caught my hand and I could tell he wanted to kiss me in that moment, quickly looking away from him.

"I was thinking, instead of my mom's, we can have dinner at my place. We can cook something together, just you and I." He said softly and I turned and looked at him, his hand still holding mine, tracing along my fingers.

"I don't want to upset her."

"She'll understand. I'll ask Gemma to ask Becca to stay with her." He smiled hopeful and I nodded.

"Okay, I like that idea." He squeezed my hand softly before letting go as more people got on at the next stop.

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After the tour, Harry dropped me off at home and he went out to the store to buy what we needed. We decided on a basic garlic shrimp and rice recipe with some grilled carrots.

I cleaned up the dishes I had left earlier in the morning, washing everything and wiping down the counters.

"Honey, I'm home." I heard him call out and I couldn't help but laugh.

He walked in carrying a couple bags and kissed my cheek before placing them on the counter.

"Alright how should we do this?" He said taking things out of the bags.

"I'll start the rice, and you can do the carrots, the shrimp will cook quickly, so we can do that last." I smiled and he nodded.

We began cooking and he called out to his Apple Home, "Hey Siri, playing cooking playlist."

"You have a cooking playlist?" I raised an eyebrow at him, measuring out the rice.

"No, but I know Siri will make it look like I do." He smirked and I shook my head, "So uh, Jeff called me while I was out."

"Oh, what about?" I bit my lip trying to play it cool, as I added the rice frying it a bit before adding the water.

"You. Wanting to know what we were going to do about our relationship." He said, cut off the ends of carrots.

"Oh, well, I don't know. I mean, I know your fans don't like Olivia, but, I don't know," I bit my lip stirring the seasons I added to the rice.

"I don't want to hide anymore, not if it's going to make us fight like today. I don't want that. We spent enough time fighting to make this work to be fighting with each other. It's just, the internet, is, cruel." He took a deep breath, placing the knife down, "I don't know if I could hold back if they said anything about you, or to you."

"I mean, I feel like, it would end up happening regardless right? Like, everyone will always have their opinions. We could just stick with the Matilda story. Just that it made us closer, or something like that."

"We could do that, we wouldn't have to hide as much spending time together. I just hate the picture of Olivia and I kissing. It won't go away." He sighed, leaning against the counter.

"Well I'm sure she has something to do with that Haz." I covered the rice and walked over to him, placing my hands on his sides.

He leaned forward and kissed my nose, "I know. I want to put some story out. That I was intoxicated, and that was like a final attempt, something along those lines. I want those pictures to have a bad note attached to them. I feel like it will help us."