What Matters Most (H.S Fan Fiction)

Chapter 30: I already know all those things

The sun peaks through the curtains that dress the window elegantly, rays of light crawl onto the white comforter as I watch small dust particles float mindlessly in the air. I can hear music blasting from downstairs and I know that Harry is the culprit once I feel the empty spot next to me. Groggily I throw my legs over the side of the bed and make my way to the bathroom, taking a quick look in the mirror and splashing some water on my face. I run my tongue over my front teeth and decide that brushing my teeth was something that was needed right now, I pick up Harry's toothbrush, knowing he won't mind and I unscrew the toothpaste cap, squirting the minty substance onto the brush. I notice the small white squares of mint that collide with the green of the paste and comment on how cool it looks.

Quickly I brush my teeth and after I finish this simple action I throw my hair in a lazy ponytail, as I make my way downstairs the music only gets louder. Familiar tunes of the song Come Back Down by Greg Laswell echoes throughout every corner of the house, and I end up grinning as I watch Harry prancing around the kitchen, bandana on his head as he flips a pancake onto a paper plate. I stand there for a while and watch him make a fool of himself, he does some crazy turn. He abruptly stops once he sees me standing there, I can tell her was super embarrassed, quickly he turns down the music.

"Nice dance moves." I comment, hopping onto one of the wooden stools placed by the counter. Harry smirks at me.

"I know I'm amazing, you don't have to remind me everyday."

"Ha ha." I sarcastically reply,"Now come on, bring on the pancakes."

Harry scoffs,"And who said these are for you." He says.

"I did." I say trying to reach over the counter, but he backs away so I can't reach him. I groan,"Harryy, I'm hungry."

"Yeah well these are mine." He walks around the island and takes a seat next to me.

Harry took the utensils in his hand and began to cut into the cake substance. I jumped off the stool and made my way to the fridge, quickly opening it and pulling out a jug of milk. Harry gave me an uneasy look as I opened the cap and put the spout of the carton to my awaiting lips. Harry scolded me, flying out of his seat and grabbing the carton from my hands.

"You're disgusting!"

"Dude you've stuck your tongue in my mouth before, I am drinking from the carton whether you like it or not." I pointed out, and snatched the jug away from him. His face was flushed red.

"Don't talk about that." He said looking down at his bare feet in embarrassment. As he was looking away from me, I wet my finger with my saliva and stuck it in his ear. Swiftly he jumped away from me, gasping at my disgusting action, rubbing his ear he turns to me. Looking me straight in the eyes as he licks the palm of his hand.

"Harry." I warn, he comes after me,"Harry!" I squeal, making a run for it. I run across the kitchen, on the other side of the island as Harry stays at the side opposite of me,"Don't even try."

"Come on you got me so it's only fair that I get you." He says.

"I'm good." I say nonchalantly again breaking out into a sprint, Harry chases after me as I pound up the stairs, finding a coat closet in the hallway and locking myself in it. Harry pounds on the door.

"Wow! You're such a baby!" Harry yells, still pounding on the door, as I sit in the darkness, I think a purple coat hanger is digging into the side of my body. There is a moment of silence, and Harry speaks up,"Ok ok I won't do anything I promise."

"I'm not falling for that Harold." I call through the wooden door, I hear him sigh and light footsteps heading back downstairs. I let out a sigh of relief and slowly open the door, peaking my head out of the door to see if he really is gone. When I see that he is, I stand up, with some trouble I might add and step outside of the closet. I tip toe quietly through the halls, and suddenly I hear a deep raspy yell and something wet on my cheek,"Harry!" I groan, wiping the side of my face with the back of my hand. He sticks his tongue out at me, and I shove him rather harshly, all in a joking matter I should add.

He easily throws me over his shoulder and runs to his bedroom, dropping me on his bed and falling over on top of me. I let out a painful yelp, and he props himself up on his elbows to easy my pain.

"You're fat." I manage to say, though his chest is on my chest making it harder for me to form words, and... breath.

"Hey guess what?" He says in an american accent, and a slight teenage girl undertone.

"What." I breath.

"I already know all those things." They way he said those words was completely weird, and I was legitimately scared for his well being. I give him a weird look and he looks at me concerned,"You haven't see that video before?"

I shake my head,"What video?"

He stands up quickly grabbing his phone out of his pocket and tapping away on his screen,"That most popular girls in school, episode one."

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"Say it!" Harry says.

"Never!" I squeal loudly, as Harry digs his fingers into my side, laughter erupts from my lips.

"Say it or I won't stop tickling you!" He says over my laughter and a couple of snorts here and there, that he still makes fun of all the time that I've been with him.

"Nope!" I say popping the p, but he only tickles me further,"Please!" I beg him to stop and finally the tickling ceases and so does my laughter. But I lay practically dead on the carpet, I breath heavily. Harry stares down at me with his pale green eyes, flickering to my lips then back to my eyes, slowly he leans down and presses his lips against mine sweetly.

"Hey guess what?"

"What?" I breath.

"I love you."

"Hey guess what?" I reply.

"What?" He questions in return.

"I already know all those things."