Dorm 308

{ F O U R T E E N }

The sun is shining brightly above my head while I am on my way to my first period for Friday. This week is probably the most peaceful and stable week I knew since I started uni.

Mid semestral exam is over and the only thing I am worrying about is for the newspaper publishing today. It is the first issue that I have worked on. I wrote some articles for the school paper too. Now that Harry and I got into a clean slate and more clear understanding, things got more bearable.

I can't say Harry and I are now best friends. But it is better than before. After going to the coffee shop, we went home and do each other's own thing.

Surprisingly, Harry invited me to watch a movie on his TV. Which means we stayed in the couch. He suggested that we watch an action movie and I agreed. I love different movie genre anyway. Harry was generous enough and put in some microwaved popcorns for us to eat while watching.

We have to split the bowls because I have noticed that Harry loves to eat popcorn. Especially with a hand like his which is larger than mine. We split the popcorn equally but I end up giving Harry my leftover popcorn.

I was deep into the movie until I saw in the corner of my eye is, sleeping Harry. Half of the duration of the movie, Harry fell asleep on the other side of the couch - I was staying on the other end of the couch - instead of letting him sleep there, I woke him up in the middle of the night.

He didn't follow at first. He even laid back on the couch and took my place. I kept poking his arm and cheek until he huffed angrily before groaning. Harry walked like a drunk man to his room. I chuckled at his drowsy state before slipping under the blanket in the couch I called my bed.

Last Sunday, Harry and I decided to have a general cleaning in the dormitory.

He cleaned his room and the bathroom - which I hate cleaning - while I cleaned the living room and the kitchen. There are a lot of dusts and scattered unknown food and trash from Harry's room. He confessed that he barely cleans the room and I am left baffled wondering how the hell is Harry not rotting.

Though his dormitory is bigger than the others, we easily cleaned the whole place. Except for Harry's dungeon. His room is a total mess. He would sweep the floor and leave the mess from his room on the living room floor. Because of that, I am forced to clean the dirt he had left.

I think at some part, Harry is doing it on purpose because he has a smug smirk on his face.

Harry groaned all the time while cleaning his room. I can hear his annoyed huffs and stomping of his feet. I laughed at the idea of Harry angrily cleaning his room. It is obvious that he is not used to this house chore.

When we finally finished it, Harry told me that cleaning the dormitory is an achievement. He drove us to a simple diner a little far away from the campus to call on the celebration.

Harry ordered a lot. By a lot, I mean a meal for two men. He got hungry from all the cleaning we made and lost his stored energy. I can't stop stifling my laugh while watching Harry eat a lot of food. I ordered a burger with fries and I can barely even finish it.

"Stop laughing and eat your food." He rolled his eyes at me and continued eating.

I laughed and covered my face to hide my horrible laughing face. My eyes crinkle at the side, my stomach hurts and I can feel the tears on the side of my eyes. The look of Harry's face won't stop leaving my mind.

"Y-you look so fu-funny." I replied in between laughs.

I calmed down from the laughing craze and Harry just stared at me with a slightly annoyed facial expression. He finished his food already while I'm not done yet.