Chapter 4 ~ Ice cream sundae - Kitchen food fight

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Chapter 4

Sophia POV

I tossed and turned I kept having the same nightmare over and over. When it seems to end it just gets worse, why? I'm not sure. Should it mean something I'm not quite sure either. I glanced over at the clock it was only three in the morning. I moaned, I wanted sleep but I could never get it and the one in between of me and my sleep is my nightmare.

Seeing as I won't be getting any sleep, I tossed the covers over. When my feet made contact with the cold wooden floor, I felt shivers run down my back. Since I had no foot wear anywhere near I decided to grow up and walk bare foot. I opened the door slowly to prevent it from making any weird creaking noises. Once the door was opened half way I slipped out and carefully tippy toed down the hall. I had to put my hands out in front of me to make sure I wasn't going to run into anything. I giggled just loud enough for me to hear, the thought of me being a ninja came into mind.

After reaching the stairs, I started going down the steps quietly and quickly. So close to reaching the bottom I tripped over something hard and rather tall.

"Owh!" I said to no one in general, I lifted myself off the ground I was going to need some ice for my forehead.

"Hey!" The hard and rather tall object said. Holy crap it was talking!!

"A-are w-who are y-y-ou?" I stuttered

"Sophi? is that you" the now sounding familiar voice said.

"Harry?" I asked, reaching my hand. It was definitely Harry, his smooth thick curls came into contact with my hand. Running my hand through his hair felt so wonderful, the image of me tugging on his hair while kissin-

Snap out of it Sophia! - I had to tell myself. I was still running my hand through his hair, I quickly removed it and placed my hands behind my back. My hands were itching to run through his hair once more but I couldn't and it wouldn't happen.

"Uh, sorry" I said quickly, thank god it was rather dark, because right now my cheeks were burning probably a dark red.

"uh-huh sure you are, why are you up?" he asked in a low tone voice.

"Why are you sitting on the end of the stairs?" I asked.

"Answer my question first" he said.

"Can't sleep, same old nightmare, so yeah now you?"

"Nightmare? and for your question it was the first place I saw to sit, didn't think anyone was going to be up this time of night."

"Yeah and didn't think anyone would be sitting at the end of the staircase" I responded bitterly as he did before. I turned around heading towards the kitchen.

I flipped the light switch on, it was a slight mistake because it burned my eyes causing me to step back and fall back. What can I say I am clumsy. As I waited for the impact of the hard cold floor to come it never did. I felt a pair of hands grip my sides, strongly and lift me back up to my feet with ease.

I turned around and saw Harry once more.

"Thanks" I said before opening the freezer.

"Anytime" he mumbled.

I was in the mood for a sundae, don't ask why I just was. I started pulling out all the different types of ice cream there was. Than the sprinkles, whip cream, gummy bears and any other kind of sweets. Lastly I found a nice big bowl where my master piece would go.

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