'Taste the rainbow (Harry Styles fan-fic)'

Chapter 9: touché

Veronica's POV

I woke up with crusty eyes, so I rubbed the sleep out with the back of my hand. I looked around the room and began to realized that this room wasn't mine. Memories of last night came through my head, so I quickly looked over my shoulder and saw Harry's face sleeping soundly. Finally, the feeling of something warm on my stomach registered in my head. I glanced down and saw an arm, Harry's, wrapped around me softly. With a small smile, I got up quietly and left his room. I closed the door as softly as possible and turned around. "Oh fuck me!" I yelped when I saw Zayn leaning against my door smirking. "I'd rather let Harry do that." I blushed and went past him into my room. I fell onto my bed and couldn't get Harry's calming pace full of worry but beauty out of my mind. I lifted myself off of the bed and went to my closet. I grabbed a baggy tank with thug life  written on it, a white sports bra without the straps, and my white signature bootie shorts. I slipped everything on and pulled on my mint colored vans 

I ran through the now crowded streets of London, desperately lost. "Oh my god." I groaned to myself and picked out my phone. One new message from Harry- Veronica where are you? I thanked God and replied quickly. 

-help. Lost at some street called Lesdon??? His reply was speedy -I know where you are. Be right there. I smiled and quickly added his name to my favorites. I seemed to have been waiting for a while and finally someone came up to me. He had on a black baseball hat with black sunglasses and well, just dressed in black. He lifted down his sunglasses to the end of his nose and Harry's green emerald eyes were staring at me.  

"Lost huh?" I slapped him and began the slow walk back. "Yeah, whatever." He just smiled and walked back to the house with me. I jumped up onto a higher elevated stone wall and walked along it, trying to keep my balance as Harry watched from below, smiling and saying, "Careful." I just smiled widely and slapped away his helping hand. "Don't worry!" I looked up from the ground into his eyes and smiled with a slight blush. Without noticing, the stone wall dropped off, leaving me to quickly fall. "Ron!" Harry rushed forward and grabbed me in his arms. I panted with wild eyes and looked at him. "Thanks pretty boy." He set me down and pushed my shoulder. "Here we are."

I looked up at the large house and smiled. "Home at last." He started to walk up to the gate, but I stayed behind. When he finally realized I wasn't following, he turned and glanced at my now sitting figure on the pavement. He walked over and sat beside me looking at the calm street before us. "Why'd you go out?" I shrugged and pulled out my satchel, 7 buckets of vanilla ice cream inside. "What the flip...." Harry mumbled. I glanced up and smirked, "Last year as a joke, Alan and I filled the inside of my satchel with ice packs," I quickly showed him how you could open the middle of the fabric where the ice packs lay, "and we would stuff ice cream in here." Harry chuckled. I pulled out two spoons a well from one of the pockets and a tub of ice cream. 

I stuck out a spoon to him and smiled. "My treat." He laughed and took the spoon, digging into the ice cream with me.

We talked and ate ice cream for a while until it started to get dark out. We unlocked the gate and went up to the door, but Harry stopped me before we went inside. "Hey, look, I'm sorry about what happened with that Douglas guy...." I just smiled, "Don't worry about it. It's in the past." He grinned and opened the door for us. An angry Liam came rounding around the corner looking at us with even a twitch in his eye. "Uh-oh." Harry mumbled. "Where have you been." I pulled out an ice cream tub and chucked it at him. "DISTRACTION!" I yelled. Quickly, I grabbed Harry's hand and ran for his room.

We ran inside and locked the door. I looked and him and he looked down at me, and as if on cue, we both burst out laughing. I slumped to the floor and he soon followed. We continued to laugh and I leaned my head on his shoulder. We calmed down and looked out of his large wall window, much like mine. He leaned his head down on mine and played with my hair. "This is weird." I spoke up. He nodded, "But it's nice. We friends now?" I sighed and closed my eyes, leaning closer into him. "Yes, but I'm still going to piss you off." "Likewise." He shot back. I chuckled and suddenly heard the pounding on the door. "Eh lovebirds! Dinner!" Niall yelled through the door. I blushed and got up from Harry's shoulder.

"Dinner." I stated." He unlocked the door and bent down. "Piggyback ride?" "Hell yeah slave bitch." He smirked and laughed. I hopped onto his back and let him run down the stairs into the kitchen. "Faster slave bitch!" He just began to laugh even harder and set me down. "I see you two are getting along." Zayn smirked. "Bleh!" I yelled. We ate baked potatoes, Niall's special, and joked around. At some point Louis accidentally flung some potato at Liam, with Liam shot some back. Now, a full food battle (

I ran a quick bath and got out, pulling on a black tank top and pink and black lacy underwear. I pulled my hair back and slid open the window, sitting on the edge. I checked my phone, deciding to turn of notifications except text and saw a text from Alan. 'How you holding up there?' I looked at the screen blankly and typed back, 'I have a confession actually.' I looked out across the stars and hit send. Two green looking stars shone out and Harry crossed my mind. 'Shoot.' I sighed and replied quickly, 'I think I may be getting feelings for Harry....' I fell asleep that night without a message back. Just one single tear drop on my phone screen, but my room torn apart inside and out, and my sobbing body on the ground. I was so confused.

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I woke up to someone shaking me. I opened my salty and burning eyes to see a concerned Harry leaning over me. I glanced at the clock, it read 11:57 pm. I looked back up at Harry and my wrecked room. He extended a hand to me that I gladly took, which he led to his room. This would be the second time I've fallen asleep in his room. I fell onto the soft bed and pulled one of his pillows to my chest, pulling the covers over my over-exposed bum. He fell into the bed with me and picked me up, holding me close to his warm bare chest. I blushed and whispered, "He didn't text me back."

"Well what did you say?" I knew he was just saying this so I could talk. I sighed. "Nothing that should bother you..." He rubbed my arm and squeezed me tightly. "Hey, tell you what. Why don't you and me go get some breakfast early tomorrow morning yeah?" I smiled and snuggled into his chest. "Yeah. Why did I ever hate you?" He hugged me again and whispered, "Why did I ever hate you?"

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We kept our word and woke up early. I threw on a cute black modern dress and a white bow belt around it, with white pearls strung around my neck and white flats. "You're looking rather dressed up."I shrugged at Harry and slapped his face lightly. "I like to keep my fashion and my skater girl look." I smirked and pulled his hand out into the streets of London. "So, where's the best breakfast place ever around here?" I questioned. "Just a couple blocks away I believe." I glanced at him. "I was being sarcastic but okay then." He lightly booped my nose and continued on with walking.

Finally sitting down in one of the booths, I ordered some French toast and cranberry juice. Harry winced every time I took a sip. "How do you drink that bitter juice?" He cried out. I chuckled and pointed to the black coffee. "I guess just like you drink that." He glared playfully. "Touché. You know what? I'm going to call you Veri because you're very funny, very pretty, and very great to have around." I blushed and slapped his arm.  

"Oh thank you kind sir." "My pleasure kind lady." .