Harry: You had just gotten out the shower and you entered the room to see Harry laying on the bed on the phone. He smiles up at you and you smile back at him. You take your shower cap off then go over to your closet to see what you wanted to wear today. Harry's laughter pulled you from the closet and you looked out at him, he put his hand over his mouth and giggles into his palm. With a roll over your eyes you decide that you were just going to throw on a t-shirt and a pair of leggings. As you were putting on your clothes Harry bust into laughter again causing you to look at him like he was crazy. "Boy, are you okay?" you asked him but he was too busy rolling around on the bed with laughter. You walk over to him and he stops rolling and just buries his face in the pillows laughing. That's when you realize he has your phone. Snatching it out of his hands you glare down at him. Looking at your phone you realize he had opened up the Wattpad app and he was reading a smut book in your library. Out of embarrassment, fear, and a little bit of anger you shoved him off the bed. "Really!" you yelled climbing on the bed to look over at Harry's shocked face. "Why the hell would you think its okay to go through my shit Harry!" you yell at him while taking pillows off of the bed and hitting him with it. "Stop!" he yells, "No!" you yell back then you hop down on top of him turning him on his stomach then pinning his arms behind his back. "What did you read!" you yell at him. "Y/N! Stop it you are overreacting!" he yells and laughs all in one. "No its not an over reaction that's something I consider rather private." you tell him eyes wide. "Well I think you have an interesting taste." He smiles at you. With a huff you get off of him allowing him to turn around onto his back. "I hate you." you mumble grabbing your phone and heading downstairs. "Y/N! Love, where you going." Harry follows you. You head into the kitchen to fix something to eat. He comes up and wraps his arms around you nuzzling your neck. "Leave me 'lone." you try to remove yourself from him. "I don't know why you're so worked up." he smiles resting his forehead on yours. "I can't explain it but you shouldn't have been reading any of that." you grumbled unhappy. "Well let me take you out for lunch and then you can try to explain." Harry suggested. You looked away from him smiling a bit because Harry was like the best thing this world could of thought of. "Okay, only because it involves food." you said heading upstairs to change into something you found more appropriate.
A/N: Just Harry.
