Anguish and Agony |h.s|(editing)

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He sat there, inches away from me, legs spread out starring at the television. I looked back at the show as his head began to turn my way. I sat there with my eyes locked on the screen feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Do you want to go get dessert?" He asked randomly.

I shrugged my shoulders slightly but inside I was screaming 'yes'.

"Yeah, let's go. What do you want to get? Ice cream?"

I shook my head 'yes' and he chuckled. He got up and got his shoes on as I did the same, grabbing a light jacket also. I slipped it on as he yanked the door open. He gestured for me to walk out with a smile, tilting his head up a little.

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As we neared the ice cream place I noticed it was a 50's style shop. He parked the car and got out excitedly, opening my door. I got out and followed him into the almost empty building. He took a seat at one of the booths in the back.

The awkwardness level rose quickly as time passed while waiting for a waiter or waitress. Once we got one Harry insisted that we order right that second. He ordered mint chocolate chip and I ordered vanilla. The waitress walked away queuing conversation again.

"You're only getting vanilla?" He asked with furrowed brows.

I nodded causing him to chuckle.

"Are you ever going to talk to me?" He laughed, pouring some sugar on his palm.

I starred at him as he leaned his head back, dumping the sugar in his mouth, until our waitress came back with our ice cream. He thanked her and she walked off once again leaving us alone. He quietly ate his ice cream and I awkwardly did the same.

"What's wrong?" He questioned.

I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"You seem.. Weird."

I shrugged my shoulders and kept eating.

"May I ask a question?" He asked seconds later.

I looked up at him and waited for him to ask.

"Why did you get so upset about when I mentioned siblings?" He asked nervously.

I froze; I didn't even know why I got so upset. I would probably get to see him when he turns twenty one. Probably.

Instead of explaining I just shrugged my shoulders for the hundredth time and finished my ice cream.
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When we got back to his home he told me he was going to take a shower. He went straight to the bathroom and when I heard the water turn on explored the house.

I looked in the cabinets, the closets, the bedrooms, the bathrooms, everywhere and anywhere possible. I studied his collection of books and records in his bedroom. I stared at the paintings and photos of his family, I assume. I looked at everything that I could in that short span of time when he was showering.

He took a little over ten minutes and when he got out I was sitting on the couch reading one of his booked. In my head I prayed that he wouldn't mind me touching his stuff without permission and to my surprise he didn't say anything. After he got dressed in gym shorts and a white shirt he came and sat on the couch a cushion away. I mentally thanked him for not sitting so close this time.

"What book are you reading?" He asked looking up from his phone.

I held the book up so he could read the title and he nodded.

"You should probably get ready for bed soon. Yore going to be exhausted in the morning." He stated.

He was right. It was already almost midnight. I placed the bookmark in the pages then set the book on the coffee table and headed to my room. I trudged up the stairs and entered my new bedroom closing the door behind me.

I peeled the clothing off and put them in the laundry basket then grabbed a big shirt and shorts to wear. After I put them on I unlocked my door and plopped into bed. Moments later Harry knocked on my door. Before I could even think of answering he came in.

"Goodnight." He said placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

I pulled away a little and tugged the heavy blankets on top of my frame. He awkwardly stood there for a few seconds then quietly exited my room, gently closing the door.

As soon as he walked away I rolled onto my right side and closed my eyes. I couldn't fall asleep so I counted backwards from one hundred until I drifted off. I was sleeping peacefully until I heard loud footsteps and my bedroom door being forcefully opened then slammed shut.

I jumped up in terror and starred at the man in front of my. Harry stood there with bloodshot and and his chest rising and falling quickly; fists balled and jaws clenched staring directly into my eyes.

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I'm so so so sorry I haven't updated in a while! I started school a few days ago ugh and I've just been busy.

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Song I listened to while writing:

Dark paradise Lana del rey
My house PVRIS
Fantasy Alina bariz & galimatias - urban flora
Mrs. Potato head- Melanie Martinez
Lilac wine- Miley Cyrus
Stutter-Marianas trench
Work song- Hozier
Collar full-panic at the disco
Kill the DJ-green day
Shoreline-kingsland road
Brick by boring brick- paramore
Learn to fly- foo fighters
Drops of Jupiter- train
Dani California- red hot chili peppers

They don't even go with this chapter smh 😂