"Oh my god, what does she WANT?!" I screamed at my phone. I looked to see that the person blowing up my phone was Harry.
Harold:"Are you awake?"
Harold:"WAKE UP!"
Harold:"I just wanna be friends!"
Harold:"DARBYYYYY."
Harold:"Answer your phone."
Harold:"Darby, answer meee!"
Me:"It's 3AM, what do you want?"
Harold:"I can't sleep."
Me:"And I can't go back to sleep. Looks like we're both having problems."
Harold:"Someone's on her period."
Me:"IT'S 3 IN THE MORNING!!"
Harold:"Well since you're awake, do you want to do something?"
Me:"No."
Harold:"Pleaseeeeeeeeeee, I'll bring you food."
Me:"Ugh, fine."
Then I told him my address. I got out of bed and put real clothes on. Well, sweatpants, a tank top, and a beanie.
After about an hour I heard a soft knock on my front door. I opened my door to see a slightly tired looking Harry. "You look exhausted." I said.
"Well hello to you too." he laughed. I realized how rude that must have sounded.
"Sorry. Would you like to come in?" I asked. He nodded his head and I let him walk past me. "So, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know, watch a movie?" he questioned. "I brought TacoBell." he held up a small plastic bag. How did he know that I love TacoBell?
"Awesome. So, what movie do you wanna watch?" I asked.
"You pick." he answered while going to sit on my couch. I hate when people tell me to pick. I'm always afraid that I'll pick the wrong thing.
"I don't have any good ones though." I sighed. "Wanna play a video game instead?" I asked.
"Sure, which one?" he asked with an excited expression.
"Crash Bandicoot?" I asked.
"Yes!" he exclaimed. I put it in my play station and we started playing. Harry started getting really into the game. When he died, he started yelling at the tv. I yelled too when I died, then we just laughed at each other.
It was 6AM and I luckily didn't have to work today. I yawned and I stretched my arms. "Are you getting tired yet?" I asked. He looked over to me and he looked to see what time it was.
"Yeah, a little. Are you?" he asked. I yawned again and nodded my head. He got up and turned the play station off, then he carried me to my room. He layed me down and kissed my forehead. "Goodnight Darby." he smiled.
"Goodnight, and Harry?" I said.
"Yeah?" he questioned.
"Do you wanna stay here?" I asked shyly.
"Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded and he layed down next to me. I kissed his cheek before I nuzzled into his chest. He put one hand under me so it would reach around to my lower back. "Night." he said.
"Night Harry." I smiled.
