I Know Places In The Dark (H.S.)

Chapter 17

Marie's P.O.V.

"Do you mind if I take a shower here?" Harry asks.

"No, go ahead.." I shake my head.

After the hugs and tears, Harry finally calmed down. It was complete silence. I wanted to ask him who Michelle was but it doesn't seem like the right time.

"Wanna join me?" He smiles. Of course he would ask that during times like this.

"Funny." I roll my eyes. He sticks his tongue out and disappears into the hallway. I'm sure he remembers where the bathroom was.

He takes about five minutes in the shower. How does one shower in five minutes? No idea. During those five minutes I decided to make hot tea for us.

I could hear Harry singing in the shower to Shania Twain. The guy was blessed with a voice.

"I made hot tea for you.." I tell Harry as he walks into the living room. "Oh!" I immediately cover my face. "I didn't think you'd come out in just a towel.." I say irritatedly.

"Might as well take a look. Half of the campus would die to be you right now." He boasts.

"Yeah, well I'm literally dying." I roll my eyes.

"Ha ha." He says sarcastically. "And just because I'm British, doesn't mean I like hot tea." He scoffs.

"Remind me why you're here again?" I squint my eyes at him even though the barrier of my hands were blocking him from seeing me. "Could you just go put on some clothes?" I change the subject.

"Yeah. Got any extra clothes in a size large?" He jokes.

"I'm sure you could fit into my skinny jeans." I laugh at my joke.

"Yeah, just like how you fitted in my boxers and shirt." I could tell he was smirking right now. He was entertained by my attitude. "You looked hot in it by the way." He was definitely smirking right now.

"Just go and change!" My face was blushing red and I sure as hell don't want him to see it.

He takes a few minutes changing into his old clothes.

"Your bedroom is really messy." He says as he sits on the couch.

"Why were you in there in the first place?" I become defensive. I liked my privacy.

"Wanted to check out some undies." He smiles as he takes a sip of his tea. My eyes widen. I was getting ready to yell at him until he speaks. "I'm just kidding." He laughs. "Your door was slightly open so I peeked inside of it. No biggie." He raises his hands up in surrender.

"I don't remember my door being open. I left it shut after Zayn came.." I try to remember if I had left it open but nothing appears.

"Who cares? Let's watch some tv or something." He scoots closer to me and grabs the remote.

"Really?" I raise my eyebrows.

"What?" He asks with his eyes on the tv screen.

"You're just going to pretend like you didn't come inside bawling your eyes out?" I cross my arms.