Live While We're Young *completed*

Chapter seventeen

"I think you should give him a chance, take a risk, you and Harry seem like to good of friends to hate eachother after a breakup." she smiled reasurningly at me.

"You're right!" I pointed out, smiling brightly.

I crawled out from under the bed, and out into the hallway, over to where Harold was.

"Harry, can I talk to you... Alone?" I questioned, seeing that Louis was about to get up with him.

If they were gay, they would make such a cute couple!

Harry nodded, walking over to me nervously.

I dragged him into the kitchen area, smiling even more brighter than I already was.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around his torso in a hug.

"Yes what?" he asked dumbfounded. I rolled my eyes, and looked up at him.

"Yes, us can happen." I smiled, pecking his lips.

His eyes widened in happiness like a little kid, as he pecked my lips this time.

I giggled as he pulled away. As much as I hate sappy love movies, I don't mind this.

"Let's go tell the others!" he exclaimed happily, pulling me into the livingroom,

''We have something to tell you!" he announced, I nodded.

"Me and Avery are finally a couple!" he beamed, getting wide eyes from everyone except Georgia, who was cheering happily.

Harry's eyes widened with them, as he quickly explained something to them, ''No, it's not that any more, I already told her, and I actually really like her!"

I gasped, slapping his arm playfully, "Is it really that hard to believe that someone could like me?"

"No, I-I didn't m-mean it l-like that!" he stuttered out, raising his arms in defense as I just chuckled at him.

"I'm just teasing you!" I admitted, skipping over to the couch and plopping down, Harry soon sitting next to me, his arm snaked around my waist.

"Well I'm happy for you two." Liam gushed, and the others agreed with him. I told them a thanks, and yawned unintentionally.

"Is someone tired?" Georgia teased.

"Yes, someone woke me up by using the poking method." I scoffed, glaring at Georgia.

"Well sorry if I wanted to see my bestfriend not sleeping." she scoffed back at me playfully.

"Well I'm sorry I like to sleep, not everyone is a morning person." I spat back, also playfully. No matter what we say to eachother, we know we both never mean it.

I could say she is the sluttiest whore on the planet, or something stupid like that, and she could give me a 'hurtful' insult back, but it doesn't mean anything.

"Well sorry if I only ever see you is when you're sleeping." she muttered. Yeah, we're cool.

"Whatever...... So who wants pancakes!" I bubbled, standing up.

Everyone raised their hand, as I headed into the kitchen, Harry following me like a lost puppy.

He sat down on a stool, and watched me.

"Are you just going to sit there, or are you going to help?" I chuckled, tossing a wisk at him.

"I'm just going to sit here." he shrugged, holding out the wisk for me to take back. Meanie.

"Fine, no pancakes for you." I said in a sing-songy voice.

"What do you need help with?" he asked, immediately standing up.

"Well, you could get some milk from the mini fridge, baking powder and sugar." I told him. He started searching for the ingredients I told him to get, as I turned the stove on to the right setting thing.

I got a bowl, putting in the right amounts of the ingredients, plus a little secret my grandma taught me.

Soon all the pancakes were made, and I put them on each plate for everyone.

Once we were sitting down and eating, Georgia asked a question, "Ave's why are you and Josh on the cover of this magazine I purchased on my phone?" she asked suspiciously.

"Oh, apparently one of their fans dressed up as one of their managers, and told me that I has to date Josh for publicity, or I would have to go back to the home I don't have. Once Liam found out about it, the girl said that she wanted us to be together because we looked cute." I shrugged, feeling Harry tense beside me once I said the end.

"Oh."

Chatter took over people, as I finished. I brought my plate into the kitchen, and walked back to my room, picking out some clothes to have a shower.

I was about to walk out, when Harry stopped me. He closed the door, and walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I'm so happy I can finally call you mine." he whispered huskily into my ear.

"You should be." I teased, pecking his cheek.

I almost made it to my door, but Harry grabbed my wrist, pulling me into him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you think you can get away that easily?" he smirked.

Harry leaned in, pressing his lips to mine. I smiled into the kiss. I couldn't help but giggle, because his hands were tickling me as he put his arms around my waist (once again)

He pulled away, resting his forehead on mine.

"I love you." he told me. I was taken aback by his words, but I knew exactly what I felt now.

"I love you too." I admitted, more confidently than I felt.