I have finally got my room fixed up even though I still have some boxes to unpack. I walk downstairs to get something to drink. I grab a cup and get some water and start drinking it. Then I realize that school starts tomorrow. I sigh and decide I should go and find out what to wear for tomorrow.
I pick out some black leggings and decide to to just wear a sweatshirt with them, I'm not much of a fashion person so this works.
My mom has been out all day at job interviews and stuff like that. It's getting dark and I decide I'm gonna go to bed. I pull on my long pajama pants with cats all over them on and a tank top and brush my teeth and get into bed. About 3 hours later my mom is home but I still can't go to sleep. I decide to sit on the porch outside and try to fall asleep. I pull on a sweatshirt and go out. I'm sitting on our porch swing and reading wattpad on my iPad I swear this person who wrote After is so talented.
I hear a noise and look across the street to see a guy fall into the street. I notice its Harry and get up and walk over.
"Harry are you okay?" I ask
"Yes I'm fine now go away bitch!" He says.
Well someone is pmsing. I think to myself.
"We'll gosh sorry for asking." I say walking away.
"Wait! Look I'm sorry it's just, my parents kicked me out and I have no where to go." He says standing up.
"Oh, why did they kick you out." I ask
"None of your business." He says.
"Look I know this is weird but, can I please stay at your place tonight?" He asks.
"Uh, I don't know." I say
"Common please I have nowhere to go." He says.
"Ok whatever just be quiet my mom can't know your here she'll freak." I say as we walk back to my house.
"Nice pants by the way." Harry says placing his hand on my butt.
I slap it away and say "your pushing it rule number 1 if your gonna stay here, don't touch me."
"That may be a rule I may break." He says.
"You have 3 strikes and then your out and will have to go beg one of your sluts to stay at there house." I say
"Ok ok." He says
I open the door and we tiptoe inside. I turn off the porch light and we start to go upstairs. I swear I the was a loudest stair award my stairs would win by a long shot. We get into my room and I let out a big breathe. Harry runs over and jumps on my bed.
"Harry SHUTUP!" I say.
"Your bed is soft and squishy." He says.
"Ok." I say with a chuckle.
Harry starts moving his torso up and down on my bed and my be d squeaks every time he moves.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"You could never have sex on this bed." Harry says.
"Oh what a shame."I say and lay blankets and a pillow on the floor.
"Ok here's your bed." I say.
"Noooo I like this bed." He says sitting up on my bed.
"Um no that's my bed and you are going to sleep on this." I say motioning to the thing I made on the floor.
"Or we could just share a bed." Harry says smirking.
"Um I think no." I say grabbing his shirt and jerking him onto the floor.
"Uh ow!" He says and lays on the pillow. I laugh and get into my bed.
"Your no fun." He says.
"Yea yea go to sleep." I say.
I eventually fall asleep listening to Harry's light snoring. Which is pretty cute, wait did I just say cute and Harry in the same sentence. Uh no what ae you thinking brain.
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A/N
Here's chapter 4 an sorry for the mistakes and yea vote and comment please :)
