Waves~Harry fanfic

Chapter 14

Melinda's POV

~a few hours later~

"Where is he? He left like...what two hours ago? I think that's long enough to have dinner, don't cha think?" I paced around the kitchen. Harry sat at the table, with a glass of milk and a plate of cookies.

"Don't worry about 'em," He said with a mouth full of cookies.

"How do you expect me not to worry?"

"Mel, he's a grown man. Let the man do what he wants."

I glared at him. He gluped down the milk, and shook his head.

"Look, why don't we go out, and do something? To get your mind off him?"

I bit my lip, and shrugged.

"I'm a little tired to go out,"

"Ok, how about a movie? I'll make the popcorn." He grinned so widely, he made me laugh. Harry is way too adorable.

"Fine. Let me go change into my pajamas."

"Alright, I'll do the same. What movie?"

"Surprise me."

I scrub the days makeup off, and take my hair out of its pony tail, letting my curls flow down my shoulders. I slip on my long "ALCATRAZ" tee, and my blue pajama shorts. I wonder what movie Harry is going to pick. I hope it's Shrek. Maybe Shrek 2...possibly 3..

I walk out to the living room and sit on the couch. Harry drapped two large blankets and two pillows on the couch. He then walks out of the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn...and nothing on but his boxers. Very tight...small...boxers.

"I thought you said you were going to put your pajamas on?" I said. He grinned.

"This is my pajamas...well, I usually sleep naked so...I could take them off-"

"No, no, keep them on." I closed my eyes, and he laughed. He plopped down besides me, and grabbed the remote. I wrapped myself in the blanket like a giant burrito. He scrolled through the movie choices, as I glanced at him. He was very muscular, tan, and-

"Excuse me, are you checking me out?!"

I blushed. "What-psshhh no."

"I feel so violated, Melinda!"

I hit him with my pillow.

"Oh, shut up."

He laughed and chose a movie.

"Love Actually?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's my favorite. You're going to love it."

I jumped a couple of times, to get comfortable, and towards the middle of the movie, I ended up leaning on his shoulder. It was a good movie, so far. Every so often, Harry would look at me, at his favorite parts, to see my reaction. Suddenly, he pulled the pillow from under my head, and placed it on his lap.

"Hey!"

He smiled, and tapped it. I rested my head on it, and he drapped his arm around me. To be honest, it felt really nice.

I didn't get to find out what happened at the end of the movie, because the last thing I remember is day light. I wake up, still on Harry's lap. Harry was awake, watching TV.

"Did...did I sleep on you all night?" I asked.

"Yeah, I didn't want to wake you. You looked really comfortable." He grinned.

"What time is it?"

"Almost ten," Ed says from the kitchen. I can hear him eating cereal, for he is munching way too loudly.

"What time did Taylor leave this morning?" Harry asked. What...WHAT??

"Like around...seven-ish."

"Taylor stayed the night?"

"Yeah, is there a problem with that?"

"No, no problem....just the fact she's a dirty whore." Of course, I muttered that last part so they didn't hear it. I felt bad for calling her a whore, but I was just so mad. How dare he?!?

"I want the details." Harry said. Ed just laughed, and shook his head.