Harry's pov
I woke up to loud bangs. I jumped out of bed and ran towards the noise, it was coming from the kitchen. Once I get there I can't believe what I see!! There are rats in my kitchen.
How did rats get into my kitchen?!?! I was so mad!!! I chased them out the door and started looking for where they got inside. I found a couple different holes in the walls underneath the cabinets.
I covered them with duct tape for now. I called the boys over to tell them what just happened. I was interrupted though. There was another loud bang, this one coming from the living room.
I run out into the living room this time and scan the area. Rats. Are. Everywhere. Inside the couches,inside the pillows, under the couches. Worst of all my carpet was moving with little bumps moving around. I ran upstairs before they invaded my room too. I packed everything I could. Clothes, books, everything!!!
I finished packing pretty quick and I ran out the door. I was done with this freaky house. I run towards my car, put the luggage in the trunk, and scramble to get in the car. I head straight for Sunny's because she lives the closest.
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"Thanks for letting me stay here for awhile. I'm scared of my house right now to be honest."
"Harry i totally understand. You came here because you like me and you wanted to see me everyday!!" Sunny said jokingly. She even had a smirk on her face.
I could feel myself blushing. "No need to be embarrassed Harry. I was only kidding."
Authors note:
I like this chapter!! It has a huge twist in it and I just had to have something be funny in a chapter. Please leave feedback and tell me what you think!!! Please fan/comment/vote!!! I would really appreciate it!!!! Thanks!!
Lots of love<3
~Isabel
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