Abditory [H.S]

76.

smut warning ahead lol.

Luella Jones

I finally managed to make Izzy like me.

It wasn't so hard, all I had to do was give her my leftovers every day after dinner. Luckily, we had pizza one time and I fed her the pepperoni. And that got me on her good side.

Harry on the other hand, doesn't like it as much because she gives me more cuddles now.

"Hey, pumpkin." Harry smiles as he notices Izzy walking into the living room.

I sit beside him, his arms around me as we watch Avengers: Age of Ultron on T.V . I'm so focused on the movie, I don't realize Izzy has settled between my feet, moving her head against it to grab my attention.

Harry whistles for her, clearly upset she's on my side, but she ignores him and jumps onto the couch, resting herself on top of my thighs.

I laugh as he gets hurt by the action, mumbling an 'ouch' to himself.

"I'm supposed to be your favourite." He pats her on the head, scratching behind her ears.

She stays unbothered, choosing my lap to nestle in while watching the movie with us.

That was the first time she came to me. The second time was clearly harder for him to accept.

Harry shuts the door behind him and Izzy after they both get inside the room. I close the book I was reading and prepare to sleep.

The dog jumps on the bed, happily landing on my chest before she lays there, tail bouncing for some cuddles.

"Heyyy-" Harry complains, emphasizing the 'y' a little longer to sound a bit like a whine. "That's my spot."

"Too late." I shrug as she stays there, watching him move closer to us.

"Izzy, move." He scolds her, wrapping his arm around my waist.

She barks at his face, surprising the both of us when she holds her paw on top of his hand, wanting it off me.

I immediately laugh at that, looking back at Harry's jaw dropped half way through. He looks absolutely offended. Izzy gives him a long stare, her paw still on his hand as a way to claim me as her's. My grin stays upon my face, watching the two argue.

"You know what, go to Gem. You're on timeout." He scolds her angrily.

She barks.

"Don't you dare talk back, little miss."

She barks again, standing a bit more straight.

"Have fun getting your own treats from the store."

I think the funniest part about that was the fact she nuzzled in behind my back after Harry pulled me on my side, still refusing to let me go.

I currently stand in the middle of the room holding my old, now new cellphone.

"Harry, I can't accept this." I try to give it back to him, but he has his arms crossed around his chest, refusing to let go.

"It's a gift. Who the hell doesn't accept a gift?" His brows furrow, making me roll my eyes.

"I do." I state. "And I don't want it."

"Luella, why can't you just understand I wanted to do something nice to you? Just take it. It was yours in the first place." He shrugs.

"That's the whole problem. All you do to me are nice things and I can never repay you."

Apparently, Kingston and Harvey went back to London about a week ago, searching for some things regarding Zayn, and the place that we were kidnapped in. They both found my phone on the ground of the destroyed building, broken and unfixable. Yet, Harry still decided to pay for the screen and give it to me as a 'surprise'.