Desolate - h.s. ✓

° fifteen °

     Waking up at Harry's wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. Or, as awkward anyway. Although, we both woke up to a bunch of messages from friends about the secret person on our stories. I didn't like the fact that my brother was one of them, asking Harry 'who is the bitch?' When Harry didn't respond, Ethan got all pissy, but Harry assured it was no big deal, and that Ethan didn't even know her. Even though that was a total lie. On the other hand, my friends were all over the fact that I had posted a photo of Harry the way I had, but I ignored it for the most part. Even at school they tried to urge what had happened out, not liking the fact that nothing juicy had actually happened.

"I'm telling you, we did nothing. Harry and I just talked, and then we went to bed."

Lex scoffed. "You mean to tell me, that you straddled that boy, and nothing happened."

"You'd be correct."

Harry was the one to answer, Lex instantly flushing red. It was clear she was embarrassed now, and I giggled, glancing at Harry. He shook his head, setting the tator tots he got in front of me, along with two packets of ketchup. I didn't understand until I realized we had a conversation about tator tots last week, a smile on my face at the memory.

"You remembered."

"I did."

"You're not a dick."

"I try not to be."

Smiling, I patted his cheek, swiftly opening the ketchup. Making a spot for it in the little tray, I ate the tator tots, Harry eating his pizza as my friends talked about what they were doing this week. Honestly, I had nothing exciting, so I was more so listening the entire time. Or, at least until my friends brought me into the conversation.

"Nikki, do you want to come swimming at my house again?" Blair asked. "We can have a small party."

"When would this be?"

"Probably Friday."

Nodding, I figured I had nothing going on, so I agreed. Although, to my surprise, Blair also invited Harry. Honestly, I thought he was going to say no, but he also agreed. It caused me to nearly spit my tator tot out, though I controlled myself. He chuckled at my reaction, Blair clapping her hands in excitement. She said that Harry could invite anyone he wanted, but she wanted him to keep it minimal.

"So, like, thirty people?" he asked.

"What? No, I meant—"

"I'm only kidding. I'll invite Ethan."

Blair nodded, smiling timidly at Harry. I shook my head, pushing him away when he started leaning closer. Honestly, he was being pretty cute, which I thought was kind of strange, but I also didn't mind very much. Ella started talking about how she wished she could get a boyfriend, which then turned into Blair agreeing, and Lex saying she wasn't exactly sure what her man, Alex, was to her.

"Harry, get away," I murmured, laughing when he was leaning against me. "You're being slightly irritating."

"I want your attention."

"Shh."

"Hey."

"Harry," I sighed, glancing at him. "What?"

He stared at me for a long minute. I could tell he was looking over my face, green eyes scanning my features easily. His eyes trailed down slightly, and I found myself watching as he set his hand on my thigh, my eyes meeting his swiftly.

"You know, I want to choke you in a way that shows I appreciate you, but also that I can dominate you."

"Oh my God."