Over Again [Harry Styles FanFiction] (Sequel to Everything Has Changed)

Chapter 9

I must have stood there for about 30 minutes before I was taken out of my shock from a nearby voice.

"HARRY. Let her in, the food's getting cold!" Liam screamed from the kitchen.
Harry's curly head snapped towards the kitchen and then snapped right back to face me as a scowl came across it.
He was making me so unbelievably mad. Who the fuck did he think he was to treat me this way after all he had already done to me? I rolled my eyes at him just to show him that he wasn't the only one who could be a bitch.

"Trust me, I'm no happier to have to see you again." I snapped at him and in an instant I was someone completely different. I stomped past him, into the house, banging against his shoulder on the way in. The contact sent chills through me but I did a pretty damn good job keeping my composure. I shook my arms out once I was completely inside and looked across the familiar place. As I walked into the kitchen, I plastered a smile on my face. I had promised myself earlier that I wouldn't let Harry dictate how I felt in the presence of those who mattered most to me, and I would follow through on my word.

"Daina! You're here early!!" Niall exclaimed!
"As usual" Liam teased and gave me a small grin. I always had loved his smile.

"Can't expect anything less of our Daina." Louis chimed in as he looked up from mixing something in a big cauldron. "Our chef taught us to make pasta."

"Why is your chef teaching you how to cook?" I asked.

"Because we asked?" Niall replied in the form of a question indicating that my question had been a stupid one with quite an obvious answer.

"Yeah, but why are you learning to cook if you have a chef?"

"Oh, well.. We want to be more useful around the house." Louis replied, almost as if he was adult !

Upon hearing that, I began laughing. "I highly doubt that!"

"Hey!" Louis exclaimed, offended. He reached inside the pot and grabbed a handful of tomato sauce (mostly tomato, less sauce due to his inability to do anything related to cooking) and threw a handful of it towards me. I tried ducking but due to my initial shock, failed. Louis succeeded in covering half of my hair, face and almost all of my shirt with yucky pasta sauce.

"LOUIS TOMLINSON, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!" I screamed before lunging towards him.

"Oooh shit." Liam muttered from the corner of the room.
I grabbed the britta filter sitting near me and threw the jug of water at Louis. While he was distracted, I ran to the cauldron, scooped sauce onto the stirring spoon and flicked it at him, causing most of it to get caught in his hair.
"IT's SO ON, D" He screamed and got back onto his feet. He ran after me, causing a whole lot of whooping to come from the kitchen.

We ran in circles in the front foyer of the house but each minute it kept getting harder due to the dripping sauce falling onto the floor, trying to make us slip.
Eventually I knew running in there wouldn't work anymore so I took a turn and ran straight into what seemed like the next biggest room, which happened to be the apartment's living room.

Upon entering the room, my shoe stepped onto freshly cleaned dark wood, causing the tomato sauce under my soles to go into action and before I knew it, I went flying in the direction of the floor. In the mess of the blur, I saw someone holding their hands out towards me and then my body made contact with an extremely hard surface, knocking the breath right out of me.

"Oh my gosh, Daina, are you okay?" I heard Louis' voice behind me as he came running towards me. How in hell was he managing to run?

"Uh y-yeaah" I started to open my eyes but was blinded by a huge white light in front of me. I closed them back and blinked a few times. When I finally opened them again, I was met by a familiar face.
And there I lay, once again, Harry's face directly under mine. Everything was the same except for the expression on his face. While that had been one of happiness and amusement, this.. This was everything that was the exact opposite.

"Well this is awfully familiar.."

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