The house was quiet.
You were working on some work emails in the study, Harry had the day off, but it was never good when he was too quiet.
You shut your laptop, peering outside the study to see if you can either, see or hear Harry.
Nothing.
You tiptoed out of the study and upstairs.
You jumped when you heard the sound of glass breaking and Harry's voice yelling, "Shit!"
"Are you ok babe?" You exclaimed, you rushed to your shared bathroom, where Harry was.
You saw Harry, leaning uncomfortably against the bathroom door, attempting to block the door so you can't see in.
You couldn't help but giggle. He had the silliest grin on his face, you could never keep a straight face.
"Harry Edward. What happened?" You said, trying to be stern.
"Nothing babygirl. Have I told you how god damn beautiful you are today?" Harry grinned, looking you up and down.
"Let me in" You demanded.
"Ok babe but promise me that you won't be mad at me" Harry pouted, holding out his pinky finger, waiting for you to interlock yours to show that you promise not to get mad. You did.
"Yes my love, I promise. Now move so I can see what happened" You cooed, trying to reassure Harry that you wouldn't be mad so you could get into the bathroom.
Harry slowly moved to the side, just so much that you could see what was covering the floor of your bathroom.
Your hands immediately went to your mouth, in shock. You managed to say, "Harry. What happened?".
Harry was standing with his hands behind his back, looking extremely guilty.
There was black nail polish all over the floor, and your brand new, expensive, white towels.
"I just wanted to paint my nails but I accidentally dropped the polish trying to get it out. I'm really bad at it." Harry admitted.
There was no way you could stay mad at him. He had tried to clean it up with some paper towels but it hadn't really helped.
"Babe, why didn't you ask me I would've helped you?" You asked him, cleaning the rest of the polish off the floor.
"I wanted to surprise you" He stated, bending down to help you.
"I'll buy you new towels" Harry offered.
You knew he would, but you weren't worried about them. You wanted him to be able to come to you with anything. You had no issue whatsoever with him paining his nails, so you wanted to make sure he knew that.
You stood up and gave him a kiss. "Let's go, put some shoes on" You told him.
"Why baby?" He asked.
"You'll see" You responded.
You put on some shoes with Harry and you texted your nail tech, asking her if she was free, to your luck she was.
You and Harry got in the car and you drove to your nail tech's private salon, to avoid the paparazzi.
"Where are we going babe?" Harry asked, looking slightly nervous.
"You'll like it, don't stress honey" You reassured him, placing your hand on his thigh, he placed his on top, stroking your fingers.
You arrived at the salon and Harry had realised what was going on. "Darling, you didn't have to do this" Harry said, taking your hand and giving you a kiss on the forehead.
"Of course I do love, I want to pamper you just like you pamper me". You responded.
You both got your nails done, matching of course, and you will continue to support Harry in whatever he wants to do, even if it ruins your new towels.
