I Think I'm in Love With the Biggest Jerk in the World

Futuristic Planning

(Woohoo! 19 is my favorite number cuz it's when my birthday is. :)

Chapter 19.

*knock knock*

Someone knocked on the door.

"Babe? Are you okay? You've been in there for quite a while!" Harry called from the other side of the door.

"I'm fine! I'll be out in a minute!" I called back.

I heard him sigh and walk away from the door.

I washed my hands and walked out if the bathroom.

I found Harry in the kitchen eating a banana which wasn't a very big surprise.

As soon as he saw me he walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my small body.

"I missed you." He whispered. It would've been more romantic if he didn't have a mouthful of banana.

"I was only gone for a couple minutes. And stop chewing in my ear! It sounds nasty!" I complained. I didn't want it to come out sounding snobby but whatever. The hormones must be getting to me.

Just to tease me, Harry turned up the volume of his chewing.

"Ugh just stop it already!" I cried, fed up with his jokes. Normally I would love them but now wasn't the time.

"Somebody's unhappy." Harry stuck out his bottom lip and pouted at me.

I walked into the TV and plunked down onto the couch, letting out a groan when my bum hit the cushion.

Cramps could kill.

Harry walked in soon after and plunked down next to me.

"What's wrong? You don't seem yourself." He asked rubbing my stomach. When my eyes fluttered closed he stopped and I groaned.

Opening my eyes I stared at him. "Keep rubbing my stomach. It feels good." I commanded.

A look of understanding passed over his features. "As you wish, your highness."

We stayed that way for a while. He had turned on the TV and we were currently watching Good Luck Charlie on Disney Channel.

They were playing a rerun of the episode where Amy is pregnant and it's almost Charlie's birthday.

I felt Harry's eyes on me so I turned my head.

"What are you looking at?" I asked flatly.

"My beautiful girlfriend." He replied.

He leaned over and pecked my lips.

"Ugh. Don't touch me." I managed to say at exactly the same time as Amy Duncan.

"Remind me to get ice cream when I run to the store tonight." He mumbled.

"Mmkay." My eyes were stuck to the screen.

I felt his eyes on me again.

"What the fuck do you want?" I almost screamed.

"I was just thinking. What if our relationship works out and we get married. We could have beautiful, brunette, curly haired babies. Then we could live together forever and get old."

Marriage?!

Children?!

Getting old together?!

"Hazza I appreciate your thought but first we have to get through college."

"I know."

"And we still have to like each other after college."

"I know."

"And we haven't even had sex yet. You need to have sex to have kids." I pointed out.

"I know. Believe me, I know."

I gave him a smile.

"I'll think about." I smirked and turned my attention back to the TV.

Harry started laughing.

"What is your deal?!" I turned to look at him.

"You actually brought it up! It wasn't me!"

"What....." I had no idea what he was going on about.

Still laughing he said, "that we had to have sex first! Usually I'm the one who kinda....you know...brings it up?"

I rolled my eyes.

"You kinda force it." I mumbled.

He must have heard me because he glared at me and said, "what? I'm a guy. It's kind of...natural."

"Okay then. Can we not talk about sex and actually watch the television?"

Harry gave me a weird look but turned his attention back to the TV.

We watched the next show which happened to be Shake It Up.

Harry tried some dance moves but lets just say he failed miserably.

He made me laugh and laughing felt good.

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A/N

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