What If//h.s

Somethings Gotta Give

"Hey can I come over?"

"Do you even have to ask now? You usually just show up." Harry said laughing on the other end of the line.

"Hey, it is always polite to ask. I have to tell you something anyways so I want to make sure you're not doing anything important." Harry scoffed.

"What I would I be doing that's important.." He paused. "I'm clearly not having sex with someone right now so we're good." I rolled my eyes as he laughed.

"You're an idiot. Open the door, I'm almost there."

"See you in a few seconds then."

"Bye." We hung up on each other and I reached the door to his dorm just as he opened it. He grinned, letting me in.

"We'll look at you! Ripped jeans, knee high socks, leather jacket. You're just asking for somebody to fuck you." Harry joked. I punched him in the chest as he laughed.

"You're so obscene. You can't say that to one of your best friends."

"Aw come on, I only say that kind of shit to my best friends." Harry said with a grin. I rolled my eyes at him as he closed the door to his room.

"Where's Louis?"

"Class.. I think." Harry said with a shrug.

"You don't even know? Don't you know what his schedule is like? We've been in school for nearly two months now." I said poking his side. "Pay attention to your roommate."

"Hey, I'm almost positive he has class and besides, sometimes I'm not even in here. I don't know when he comes and go's. He's here or he's not." I sighed, shaking my head at him. "Oh please, like you know what Key's schedule is."

"I do! I can give you all the names of her classes and when they get out at. Girls gotta watch out for each other in case something happens. We even text each other if we're running late or if we're going out. Like right now, she knows that I'm here so you can't kill me because you'll be the main suspect."

"Not if I hide your body really well." Harry said grabbing me and tickling my sides. I started laughing and mangled to wrench myself away from him and his hands.

"You're awful, why are we friends." Harry shrugged, a small smile on his face.

"You need a drinking buddy."

"And a smoking one." I reminded him sitting on his bed.

"That too." He paused sitting down next to me. "Damn.. I'm a bad influence." I laughed leaning into his shoulder.

"Maybe but I don't care. According to Niall, I need to let loose and not care what people think."

"You tell 'em Niall." I laughed looping my arm through his and tucking my feet up under me. "So you had something to tell me?" I nodded my head slowly. I shouldn't be sitting next to him all cozy with what I wanted to talk to him about. We're we better off being friends? Or did I want more? Did he want more? Did he even like me or was I overthinking and over analyzing everything?

"Ask you actually or I guess.. Talk about." I said slowly letting go of him and sitting up straighter before moving a bit away form him on the bed. He arched an eyebrow confused.

"Okay, shoot. What is it?" I let out a deep breath.

"I... I wanted to talk about our kiss that Saturday I left. We didn't.. We didn't get to talk about it then and we haven't mentioned it since and.."

"What's there to talk about? It was a mistake." Fuck.

"A mistake?" I repeated.

"Well not a mistake I mean.. It's not that I didn't want to kiss you.. Wait..." He stopped. He wants to kiss me? "I mean that I was trying to kiss your cheek, you moved, I kissed your lips. It was an accident not a mistake." He corrected himself.