A/n : SATs suck 😷😷

Chapter : 16

Jane's POV

After a huge pillow fight over the cat issue, I was tired and so was Harry. We finally decided to doze off before the sunrise. As I lay in bed, I couldn't help but wonder what might have happened to him that has changed him so much. I constantly see him struggling to open up with me but somehow he ends up fighting with me. He's trying really hard and I appreciate it. But sometimes all these questions tempt me so much that I end up invading  his private life which I know that I shouldn't.

I try to sleep but my mind is rejecting any and every ounce of peace. I twist and turn and fumble with the covers but all in vain. I don't know what has got into me but drifting in the arms of night is the last thing I want to do right now. I look at the clock which has turned to four - thirty. I decided to give up the comforts of the warm bed and prepare a healthy and delicious breakfast.

Cooking has always relaxed me. And devouring that food has satisfied me even more. It's weird that Harry never minds when I cook something in his kitchen. I mean I have cooked lunch for us a few times when he couldn't walk and John was on leave. It's so funny that he never lets anybody touch his stuff and allows me to use it.

Don't think too much Jane! He allows John too. But only to clean not use. Whatever!

Since I spend few hours in the morning at Harry's, because of his therapy and stuff I am gonna cook scrambled eggs and bacon for Harry and since I'm a vegan so pasta for me. Maybe I'll bake something too.

With a plan I switched on the lights and put on my apron. I played my favourite music on my phone since my Bose was in my car. I love that bar. After half an hour of chopping and preparing the material I sat down on one of the stools of the counter to take a little break. I replied to few of the texts and saw a text from Dr. Thompson. It said :

Since Harry is much better now, you need to give time to the hospital. From now, you'll just go for the exercise for two hours only, which means I'll be seeing you at 10 :00 a.m. sharp every morning.

Okay... I thought.

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I am almost done now. Pasta is ready. Cake is ready and so are scrambled eggs and bacon. Coffee is left. I fumble through the stuff to find the jar sitting at the corner of the counter. Since Harry liked spiced coffee, I thought I'll try it too. I know how to make it even though I don't like it. Am I stupid?

As I poured the coffee I heard footsteps.

"What are you doing?", a husky morning voice ringed my ears. I glanced at the clock to see that it was only 6:00 am.

"You're up early," I said without looking at him and continuing my work.

"Couldn't sleep. Then I heard some noise coming from the kitchen so I just came to have a look at it." He was still yawning.

"Well, I couldn't sleep too. So why not make a nice breakfast." I passed him his coffee.

He smelled it melodramatically earning a chuckle from me.
"Spiced coffee.. yum", he grinned like a baby.

"Just the way you like it." I said and passed him his breakfast.

" But you're a vegan",he blabbed startled.
"So? That's for you." I cleared the air a bit.

" How do you know to cook scrambled eggs so well?" He inquired.

"I used to cook it for my brother." I answered weakly missing the old times. Harry tried to change the topic realising my uneasiness.

"You know, I looked at those forms and I've decided to fill five out of ten."he said digging into his food.

I sat next to him on one of the bar stools at the kitchen counter and continued eating my pasta.

" Why don't you fill all of them?"I was puzzled, " Then you'll have more chances of getting a job."

"You don't understand business Jane. The companies I have selected are going through really bad situation. They'll gladly accept a graduate of one of the top business schools of the world. I just need to get in there. Then I'm sure that my business skills will help the company to cope up with the losses and loans and jump back into the market." He explained in one breadth.

I personally liked his idea but it was too risky. What if he doesn't get a job because of the almost bankruptcy? What if his propositions backfired?

"It's too risky." I spoke.

"Then there will be no success. If want want to succeed in business, you gotta take risks. Those successful companies are never gonna hire me because they don't need extra ideas for an already booming business. And even if a loss hits the company, there is a greater probability that I'll be kicked out cause I am young and inexperienced." He tried to convince me. I wanted to agree but I couldn't.

" What if your ideas don't work? These successful companies are already ruling the business world. Besides, who switches brands these days. It'll be good if you also try in some running companies. There will be fixed salaries and proper work conditions."I retorted.

" And no promotions.", He sighed. " I need you to trust me on this. I know what I'm doing and I'm good at it. Everything will work out."

" I don't know anything about business Haz but promise me that you'll try everywhere. Please!" I mumbled.

" I will", he said and a smile plastered on my face.

"Happy?" He inquired grinning.

"Very happy." I said as I continued to dig in my pasta. Damn! I'm good. He snatched my plate from me.

" The expert needs to taste everything." He smirked and ate my breakfast. He is so not getting the cake.

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A/n:  Should I write longer chapters????