Chapter 6

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Guys just go ahead and punch me.. please dont do that

*SCARLETTS POV*

As I fluttered my eyes open, I smelled shampoo and cologne. I soon looked up, and saw Harry with only his boxers on and wet hair.

"JESUS HARRY PUT SOME BLOODY CLOTHES ON!" I yelled as I covered my eyes.

"As if you didn't enjoy the view." Harry said as he was putting his shirt on. I just rolled my eyes in reply.

As Harry buttoned up his shirt, Ally walked in and cleared her throat making it seem like she interrupted something.

"What?" I asked her, confused.

"Just friends, huh?" She said with the biggest smirk in the world.

"No its not what it looks like," I explained,"See Harry here cannot keep his clothes on for some odd reason. Its been like this since forever."

"Hm, I see," She said not quite convinced with the stupid smirk and left. I followed behind her.

"So what time is your date with lover boy?" She asked.

"At 7. And, really? Lover boy?"

"It sounded better in my head. And we shall go to get out nails done and some waxing cause honey, you never know." She said. oh dear lord...

"Do I really look that skanky?"

"I was just kidding!" I looked towards the closet.

"What am I going to wear?" I curiously asked.

"Well that is the least of your troubles, and I need to go to my apartment real quick to go get my curler."

"Why can't we use mine?" I asked sort of offended. She stared back at me with an annoyed "really?" look,"You know what? You're right. We can use yours." I said rethinking it.

She said bye and exited out of the house to go to her car. I went back to the living room to find no Harry on the couch. Thats weird. Well. Since Ally left my room is now free. Sleepy time for Scar.

**HARRY POV MMKAYY**

I went to the kitchen to go make myself some food because everyone knows I am the world's best cook. I took out the pancake batter and made some pancakes.

I then turned to the television and watched a random show while eating my food. I started thinking about Scarlett. She has her date with the Zayn guy with the retarded hair today. I could not help but feel really jealous. Scarlett has never had a boyfriend besides that one kid in 5th grade. But that didn't really count. The kid only wanted Scar's ring-pop.

I also started to wonder, has Scarlett even had her first kiss yet? We always tell each other everything. I guess she hadn't since she never told me.

What if, just what if, I gave her her first kiss?

**Scarlett's POV"

I woke up to the sound of horrid guitar playing. I quickly woke up and saw that Victor was causing the ear bleeding sound. He immediately started shouting words like spaghetti.

"Victor please wait in the house." I asked him. I forgot that I had promised to take him to the park.

"Oh, bad news, the cat pooped in the den," I immidiely rose up from bed, "worse news, I used your blanket to clean it up." As he said that, he took the guitar and ran off.

"We don't have a cat!"

"No kidding!"

That little booger. I ran out the door to see Harry, Victor, and Ally completely red from laughing.

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