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7.

What the hell?

Are my first thoughts, what did I just do? I shake my head at the memory of what just happened 3 minutes ago.

What was I doing? Playing Harry's little game? Hell no. I wasn't going to be one of his hoes, this was a mistake that wasn't going to happen again, I thought reassuring myself.

I plugged in my earphones, and put the volume on max, letting me sink into the music.

Here We Go Agiain, By Demi Lovato.

No, I couldn't listen to this, it brought memories that I shouldn't be thinking about right now. They should stay at the back of my mind. Where they belong.

I moved on to the next song, Liqour by Chris Brown.

That's more like it.

I closed my eyes, savoring every beat, every word, with a smile tugging at my lips and my chin at the palm of my hands. I opened my eyes looking out the window, passing by everything fast enough for it to be a blur.

I close my eyes again, getting lost in the music, not noticing the car has stopped, far to long for it to be a traffic light.

I open my eyes, "Why'd we sto-" I start to say, but realize we're in the movie thearter parking lot.

"Let's go." Harry said, nudging my shoulder.

I tense up and mutter, "Don't touch me."

Harry lets out a deep chuckle, "That's not what you were saying a couple of minutes ago, princess."

I roll my eyes, "Fuck off, nothing happened."

"Wow, you're so bipolar I think it's medical."

"And you're so idiotic and annoying, I think it's medical, wanna stop by the hospital to check you up?" I say, then add with a mimicking smile, "Princess."

"You did not just call me princess." Harry says, clearly ignoring everything I said before.

"Bye fucktard." I say, grabbing the snacks, stuffing them in my bag, then getting out of the car.

I buy two tickets at the ticket booth, but I almost buy one. Harry can go fuck off.

He catches up to me with a grin, "Fucktard huh?" he then mutters, "That's a new one, got any others?"

"I'll let you know when I come up with them." I say giving him a fake smile, then I add "Trust me."  handing him his ticket.

Harry just shakes his head in amusment and asks, "So what movie are we watching?"

"Paper Towns." I answer

"Ugh really, I wanted to watch Scorch Trials." Harry, whines.

"Aw really?" I ask, pretending to actually care, then I add with a smile, "I don't care."

"You should care, without me you wouldn't even be able to come to the movies." Harry points out with a smirk.

"Oh yes, totally true, but without my money we wouldn't be able to buy snacks, buy tickets, and basically we couldn't watch the movie." I say, while texting Maggie to ask where she and Chris were.

"You win." Harry says, rolling his eyes, then adds, "Where's Maggie and Chris?"

"I'm asking the same thing, I texted Maggie like 6 times, she hasn't answered." I say

"Did you try Chris?" Harry asks

"His phone is dead." I mutter.

"Well, maybe they started the movie without us." Harry says

"They wouldn't dare."

"Well, we gotta go watch the movie, we already payed for our tickets, and we have our snacks." Harry says.

"I guess so." I say, shrugging my shoulders, we start walking into the thearters.

Then I realize that I'll have to be alone with Harry for about 2 more hours. Great.

We choose a seat in the back, because the front seats are already full anyways.

"But I won't be able to see, everyones head will be blocking my view." I whine

"Well, we couldv'e rented the movie on Netflix, and watched it."

"And you're just now telling me?" I mutter

"It's ok, we can netflix and chill later, princess." Harry says, grinning.

I roll my eyes, and pay attention to the screen as the movie starts up.

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Next morning I wake up, to the birds singing, the sun shining through the window blinds, the sunlight rays warm against my freckled face.

Then I find Harry in my room. The sun turns to rain. The birds stop singing, and my smile turns into an annoyed face.

Or maybe that's just me.

He sits on the chair in front of my Mac laptop and tries the password. He lets out a frustrated sigh and I sit on my bed staring at him in amusement.

"Having trouble?" I ask

He turns around and rolls his eyes, "You're awake."

"And you're in my room." I state, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I live here." He says, coming closer.

"For the time being." I scoff, rolling my eyes.

"Come on now, that's no way to treat your guests." He smirks, once again, coming closer.

I ignore his comment, "What were you doing on my computer."

"Trying to watch porn."

"Jesus Harry, on my computer?"

"I'd also like to go through your history to see what kind you like to watch." He says, with a wink.

I roll my eyes in disgust, "I don't watch porn."

"Lying is a sin, baby girl."

"You are a sin , Harold."

"Don't call me that. Skylar." he says, annoyed.

"You can call me Skylar, I have no problem with my name. Harold." I grin.

He rolls his eyes and drops the subject, "My problem ,you see is that you have a password on your Mac."

"I'm aware." I say, getting off my bed, and walking towards the mirror.

"The even bigger problem is, I've tried my name, numerous times and it's still not working." he says, staring back at the computer in frustration.

"I think you need to take this to Apple and get it fixed." he says, looking back at me.

"I think you need to fix yourself Harry, if you think my password is your name." I say, walking towards my closet , to grab a towel, and clothes.

"...No. I think you need to fix your computer. It's obviously my name." Harry says, then adds, "Where are you going?" he asks, pointing to the towel and clothes.

I roll my eyes, "I'm going to Disney World Harry." my voice dripping in sarcasm.

"Really, can I come with?" he asks, his eyes lit with excitement.

"You're really...I'm gonna go take a shower Harry." I sigh.

"I know." he smirks, "Can I come with?"

I scoff, "As if."

"Ah, I tried."

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