Two Ghosts [h.s]

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The boys left the boat. They're partying at some club and Harry and I stayed back despite my encouragement for him to go. He looked so hurt when I told him to go. He ignored me for about two minutes before climbing on the couch with me. 

We're about to watch a movie. 

We're seated on the black couch and my legs drape over his front as my head sits on the couch's arm.

"I am not watching that." He calls down to me and my jaw drops with the remote in my hand.

"It's the notebook, who doesn't like the notebook? " 

He leans forward trying to snatch the remote away but I pull it behind my head. His movements stop and pull back in annoyance.

"Why would I watch people make out when I can just do that with you."

I shake my head in a laugh. "It's a beautiful love story, have you seen it?"

"No, and I don't plan to." He crawls over my body and snatches the remote. In quick movement, I grip his leaving forearm and it lifts my body up as I sit on his lap. 

"Give this to me." I reach as his arm lifts the remote above his body. "You're tall this isn't fair." My body inclines but it's no use. In a huff I sit down on his lap as he scrolls through the channels. 

Turning around to the tv he's in the guns and car chasing section. "I'm not watching an action movie." His hands fall from above and land on my bum pulling me closer.

"Why not, its action?" His face squeezes together like I just told him I hate cake. 

"Romance or no movie," I say and he stares into my eyes, already knowing I've won this conversation. "This isn't a democracy." I lean my hand forward and he places the remote in my palms.

"Smart-ass." 

"Thank you!" I taunt pecking his lips and roll back to the armrest laying down. 

Scrolling through the movies on the tv he presses his hands to my pink socked feet. 

What starts as a nice gesture turns into revenge and he begins to tickle me. Flinching my legs upwards I stare him down viciously. 

"That's it I'm putting on a princess movie." I laugh. 

Disney moves are the best genre anyways. 

Groaning he drops his head back on the couch before leaning his body towards mine. Crawling up my body he wraps his hands around my waist and digs his body behind.  

"Come on, everyone likes Disney movies."

He simply groans into my back. His lips rest in the nape of my neck. "You're lucky you're my favourite person," mumbling he pulls my hips closer. 

Shifting my body to face him Harry pulls me closer and our breaths hit each other. He always smells like vanilla. 

"Cheer up buttercup!" I smile, kissing his non-amused lips and he immediately pulls my face closer. 

This is what I call a compromise. 

Moulding our lips together he groans in annoyance when I pull away and roll over. 

"Hey, come back!" In annoyance, he climbs over the side of my body with a frown but I click play on the move and the sound fills the room. 

He stares at me. "Violet." 

I glare. "Harry." 

"Fine." He huffs pushing his body back down behind me. 

We're watching Tangled!