Bad and British [H.S] *EDITED*

Chapter 40 *EDITED*

Katie's P.O.V

~ 4 Hours later ~

Harry and I have been sitting on the couch, watching movies.

This time he selected 'Friends With Benefits'. this is actually the third movie we are watching.

I kept arguing with him, about how old this movie is and than this so digusting, and than Harry saying that this is so us.

Every time those dirty parts would come I would cover my face and harry would laugh at me..

Harry called me a party pooper because I said that I don't like this movie. he also made me shut up by saying, "Than why did you buy this movie, if you don't like it?" I just looked down and smiled.

I'm in love with him, I love him more than I love zayn.

speaking of Zayn, he called me few minutes ago, harry was staring me, and that look had so much jealousy. I asked him if he jealous he was like "What? me? no, no, why would I be jealous? Zayn is a piece of shit!" Still some jealously in his voice.

Harry also said "You know what, Kate? sometimes friends secretly love each other"... I couldn't agree more. I mean we do.. harry told me but I didn't.

"Ugh, I'm hungry" I say.

"Than go and eat some"

"Ugh, I'm so lazy" I say as I throw my head on Harry's lap. I hear him chuckle and saying "Idiot".. he runs his fingers through my hair.

"keep doing that" I say.

"What? this?" he asks, as he runs another finger through my hair

"yes" I say. "harry! I'm hungry!" I groan.

"What do you want to eat?" he asks.

"Anything, Just make something, if you know how to cook" I say.

"I know how to cook"

"Really?"

"Yeah"

"wow"

"You know, if you will tell me to eat this table, I will.. 'coze I'm so hungry" I say as I remove my head from Harry's lap.

"Really? eat it!"

"okay" I say as I lean near the table, opening my mouth slowly, my teeth were about to touch the wooden table when harry yells,

"Stop!" and I start laughing.

"Wow! you really are hungry, kate" harry says.

"Than go and make something!" I say.

"Do you have spaghetti?" he asks as he gets up from the couch and walks towards the kitchen.

"maybe" I say and harry turns toward and looks at me with confusing look.

"Can you come in the kitchen?" he yells from the kitchen.

"No!" I yell.

harry comes back.

"Kate.. It's okay.. think that you're mom went to.... Um... What was her favourite country?" He asks.

"Australia" I say

"Right,Australia.. Think she went to Australia, That she isn't dead or maybe think that your mom didn't died in your kitchen, alright? Trust me, I did the same thing, and it worked. Okay?" he smiles

"okay" I smile back.

Harry grabs my hand and takes me to the kitchen, My mom's lifeless body comes in my mind. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I feel Harry tightening his grip on my wrist.