Everything About You (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 22

September 20, 2009

"Can I come over? I need help with my homework," Harry was constantly whining and complaining about how we've gotten so much homework too early in the year. "I still haven't finished mine, Harry." If he comes over, I'll never get mine done. He's way too distracting. He talks the whole time, wants me to make him snacks, rolls around on the floor, plays with my hair, sings loudly, tries to make out with me, and just acts crazier than a 3 year old! He drives me insane!!

"Please, please, please, please..." He kept on repeating the same word over and over and over and OVER again! "WOULD YOU SHUT UP ALREADY?!!" I screamed into the phone. I was in the kitchen with my books and papers sprawled all across the table. I threw my pencil at the wall and my mum looked at me from where she was in the living room. She had a smile on her face, as if she was laughing at how annoying Harry was being!

It's almost mental how we're together. Sometimes, he acts like an irritating younger brother! That's just mad! I'm not even older than him! Just more mature obviously. "Emmy, I don't understand this though. You're really smart. Please, just help me. Would you?" He softened his voice and made it sound like he was going to cry. Ugh, I wish I could resist him!

"Okay, fine, but you can't be so distracting. You need to stay calm and be quiet. Let me finish mine and then I'll help you with yours." I heard Harry start cheering and then he hung up. Oh god, why?! Why did I give in?! "Em, you fancy Harry too much for your own good," my mum warned, but she was still smiling.

"Yes, I know I do. Trust me," I laughed and then jumped when the door bell rang. Gosh, could he be any faster? Before I could even get out of my chair, the sqeaky sound of the front door swinging open was heard. "HEY! LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED BITC-" "YOU LOVE HOMEWORK!!" I quickly cut Harry off so that he wouldn't cuss in front of my mum. "You're an idiot," I muttered once I went up to him and then shut the front door behind him.

"Sorry," Harry whispered as he bounced over to the kitchen. He had more energy than usual...just my luck. "Just sit down," I sighed, going over to my chair. Harry rudely sat in my chair and shoved my books and papers away. "What is wrong with you? Have you started drugs?" The volume of my voice rose and I could hear my mum laughing loudly. "Oh shut it!" I yelled at my mum, instantly regretting it. "I'm sorry! I'm just stressed!" I called out to her.

"It's fine. I need to get ready for work now." She didn't sound upset with me, but the reality was that she probably was. I felt guilty for making her leave. "Don't worry. It was my fault. I'm being stupid," Harry touched my arm lightly and I looked down to see those green eyes trying to convince me that I didn't do anything wrong. I did though. I don't even know how much time I have left with her...

I didn't notice it at first, but soon Harry was reaching up and wiping tears from my eyes. "Come on, Emmy. Let's get this homework done." He had his backpack slung on his arm, and he put it on the floor before moving to the seat beside mine that he had stolen. I sat down in the kitchen chair and then sighed again. "What is it?" "I don't have a pencil. I threw mine."

Harry appeared amused, but he just went over to the direction I was glancing in, and came back with my pencil. He set it in front of me, then reached in his backpack and took out his homework. "After this, we're going to get some icecream," he announced.

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"I'm surprised, Styles. That was the first time that you actually let me get my homework done." I had easily finished mine. Most of the 2 hours spent were all on teaching him a certain concept. He finally understood after a half hour and did most of it himself except for the ones I talked him through. He's actually very smart, he just doesn't like doing any work...or learning. One day he'll mature though.