Unexpectedly Yours [UNEXPECTED SERIES #2]

Chapter Two

HARRY

"You wanna do something weird? Crazy even..." she suddenly says and I love that she does because it's one of my favourite things about her. How random she is.

"Should I be prepared or something?" I ask her, already standing up.

"Um, no. It's actually..like a game.." she fumbles with words while filling up a bowl of water and then adding ice into it.

"Who are we freezing?" I ask and she giggles.

"Can you hold this for me?" She hands me the bowl with the freezing water and then grabs her phone.

"Okay, now what darling?" I ask her after following her small frame towards the living room.

"You could keep it on the coffee table. I just need to set my phone somewhere...ummm here..how's the angle over here?" she asks me, placing her phone leaning on a stack of books.

"That should be okay. Why are we recording?"

"Just..for future references.." she says cheekily, sitting next to me on the sofa in front of the bowl.

"Future references?" I ask, she nods with that same smile. 

"Okay, you ready?" she asks me.

"What do I have to do?" I ask her instead.

"We ask each other random questions and we need to answer them correctly. If we don't answer them correctly, we'd have to get dipped in the water." she says.

"Wait, dip in the water?"

"Yup. Isn't that fun? You wanna go first?" she asks me with a grin.. She seems excited.

"You go first."

"What's my height?" she shoots the first question and I can already feel sweat forming on my forehead.

"Uhh, five something?" I think fast.

"Five what?" she smiles.

"Five....three?" I guess and she smiles.

"Wrong!" she dips my head in the freezing water without wasting another second.

"Kiara!" I exclaim in shock, freezing. Kiara has her face almost covered with her palms, staring at me mirroring my face. And then she burst out laughing, falling to the floor dramatically making me laugh despite the circumstances. This woman.

"Oh my gosh Harry! That was!" She continues to laugh on the floor like a child while I get a face towel and wipe my face. "Your face is pink!" she smiles, getting up to her feet and settling between my legs. "I'm sorry," she whispers, being serious.

"You don't have to be. I'm not mad." I assure her. She lights up.

"Okay, round two. Your turn." She quickly sits next to me, in front of the bowl.

"Hmmm. How old was I when I got into publishing?" I ask and look at her.

"Nineteen!"

"What-how did you get that?!"

"My turn. What's my favourite movie?" she asks and I'm glad I have the answer right on my tongue.

"No Way Home, of course." I smile in victory.

"That was easy." she pouts.

"My turn. What classes did I take when I was twelve?" I ask just to tease her.

"I remember you mentioning this to me....but I've forgotten..." Kiara says slowly, nervously.

"Starts with an-"