One Door Over | h.s.

Ch. 1 Dirty Dishes

Hey Guys! Don't worry I'm not gonna be one of these authors with huge ass authors notes :) but I just thought I'd say hi and give a brief introduction just this one time. My middle name is Nicole, I'm in high school, and I'm just writing this story to make me happy in all honesty. I don't care how many reads it gets, I would just like to have fun with this. So whoever finds the, I hope you enjoy it! (btw I'm not giving my first name because if anyone I know finds this I don't want to be screwed) WEEEEEEHHH

Ella's POV (A/N this fic will change POV changes but it might take a while)

"HAAARRRRYYYY?!" I yelled at the top of my lungs letting my voice bounce off the walls of our small apartment.

"ELLLLLLLLLLLAAAA?" He boomed back mocking me.

I grouned loud enough so he could hear it from his bedroom and I heard a muffled chuckle escaping from the mostly closed door of his bedroom. I walked towards the white door to push it open to it's full extent, when a large, tan hand grabbed my wrist. My eyes shot up to meet the vivid green eyes that belonged to my best friend. He let go of my wrist and let his arm drop down next to his exposed side and white shorts.

"What could her majesty possibly need this time?" Harry asked in a sarcastic tone raising one eye brow.

"Well it seems that some crazy idiot left a dirty plate, knife, and cup just sitting in the sink," I paused letting him look over at the sink and rub the back of his neck, "and I thought we had a deal..." I finished letting my voice trail off.

"I know I know, three strikes and then we make a bet," he mumbled stalking over to the sink and turning on the water.

"And this seems to be the third strike doesn't it, Harold...Hhmmm, what should our bet be?" I said smirking at his bare back knowing I had completely control over this bet.

"Well," he said continuing to scrub the plate he was currently working on, "being my best friend you could let me have some have some say in this..."

"But," I interrupted, "We have talked about other things for you to fix since we are living together, i.e. walking around half naked, leaving your clothes in the washing machine, not washing your dishes, etc. and you have not fixed any of those," I said triumphantly.

"Uh fine, fine," he complied drying off his hands with the dish towel.

"Hmmm," I said letting my eyes wander around the room trying to think of something to make harry do for the next day if he screws this up again. "The next time any of the following things happens you have to..." I paused searching my mind for the perfect thing.

"Tooooooo..." Harry trying to hurry along my thinking process by leading me to the end of my sentence, moving his hand in a circular motion.

"You have toooo," I dragged the sentence on still not knowing what to pick and letting out a little giggle.

"Oh my God, Ella," Harry said rolling his eyes and walking up to the opposite side of the counter from me and putting his hands on the counter spaces beside him.

"OH WAIT I GOT IT!!" I said a bit too loud which I gathered from watching Harry's facial features cringe at the volume.

"Okay try me," Harry said with a smirk.

"The next time any of the things we have already talks about comes up, with the exception of you walking around half naked," he smirked, "ONLY because I like to get a snack in just a big T-shirt sometimes," I mentioned defensively, "you have to sing everything instead of just saying it for the next 24 hours," I said smirking back at him. He groaned and threw his head back.

"Hey, it's in your control Harry," I said reminding him. "Do what you're supposed to and you won't run into any issues."

"Yeah, but we both know I'm gonna screw this up one way or another," he said sulking over to the side of the kitchen where I was.

"Hey! Think positive!" I said clapping in between each word, him rolling his eyes.

"You know how much I hate singing though, Ella," he said looking down at me with big eyes.

"But you know how much I love to here you sing," I replied mocking his previous tone. "Alright I'm going to bed," I said checking the locks on the door and shutting the curtains to our living area.

"Good niiigghhttt, Ella," Harry said dragging out the word night and shutting the door behind himself.

"Night, Harry," I half- yelled, "You gotta rest up those pipes of yours," I said smirking to myself.

I heard a groan from behind the walls of Harry's room and with that I shut the door to my room and got ready for bed.

Hey guys so super short, but it's because it's the first chapter...they will get longer I swear. Also, I'll get on a better schedule for updates a little later too. I'm just gonna try and see how I work with this first hope you like :)

-Nicole