As You Are // H.S

Seven.

Alexis Cooper.

Three days, is how long it took Harry and I to move everything of mine back and forth from my - now - old house, to my new home. Sammy and Louis helped us one of those days, Sammy insisted she help me set up my new bedroom, in which I agreed.

I knew Sammy wanted to talk to me about something, she just had that look on her face. I finished making my bed, straightening everything out before turning to Sammy. 

"What is it?" I asked her suddenly. She looked at my, placing the box in her hands on the floor. "I don't know what you're talking about." Hint of amusement in her voice. I glanced at her. "Sammy, I've known you for what? Eight years? I'm sure I know when you want to talk to me about something." 

She sighed. "Fine, alright, how did you meet Harry? What's the go between you two? It's obvious that there's something there." She let it all out at once, and momentarily stunned me with her outburst. I let out a loud laugh. 

"What are you talking about?!" I let out between laughs. "We met roughly a week ago, nothing is 'the go between us two', I don't know what you're talking about, we're just friends, and he's super nice to me, willing to help a lot, even though he shouldn't. The only thing that's 'there' is a good friendship, that has come quite quickly, might I add." 

"Mhm, you may not know it yet, but it's quite obvious you like him." She hummed. I gave her a look but didn't respond. 

Harry was just a friend. 

-

It was around midday when Sammy and Louis left, Harry was still here. I glanced around my empty new house, only consisting of a small three seat couch in the living room, a small coffee table that I had taken from the shed at my parents house, and barely anything in the kitchen or bathroom, the only full room being my bedroom.

"I need to go shopping." I said to Harry, who was laying on the couch. 

"Yeah? Let's go then." He sat up and grabbed his keys. I sighed and looked up at him. "Harry, you do too much for me, and you do realize I have my own car?" He laughed. "It's fine, I want to help you settle in, plus my car is bigger, and you're going to buy a lot." The past few days of moving in, Harry and I had become fairly close, which I was more than okay with, he was a great person to be around. 

I hummed, "Alright, lets go then." 

We were at IKEA, Harry and I both pushing a cart each. I had everything for my kitchen now, a kettle, a coffee machine, toaster, new cutlery, the lot. Harry filled his cart with towels for my bathroom. Once we got the the bedroom section, I grabbed spare blankets for guests, cushions for the couch and more miscellaneous things that I needed. I was getting a desk, a TV, and some drawers delivered later that day.

Once we were back at my house, Harry and I took three trips from the car and back lugging everything inside, constantly going back up and down the lift between trips. The other stuff got delivered, and was all sitting on the floor of the living room, everything else I had bought today was sprawled out on my kitchen counter, I decided to deal with it all tomorrow. I took a seat next to Harry and sighed contently. 

"Busy day, time to take a break." Harry said, curling up and closing his eyes. I giggled and nudged his legs with my elbow. "Well, if you're going to be like that, you're missing out on pizza, that's too bad." Instantly, Harry opened his eyes and sat up. "Pizza you say?" I giggled and pulled my phone out. "Barbecue chicken okay for you?" He nodded and relaxed into the couch. 

Half an hour later, the pizza came and I ran the the door, sliding at the end with my socks against the floor boards, earning a deep chuckle from Harry. I opened the door and my eyes widened at the person in front of me, dressed in a delivery uniform, two pizzas in his hand.