That one girl

4. Friends.. Or more than friends?

Throughout the week, Harry and I started to become closer, and we started hanging out more. Mom liked him, and approved of him. I also found myself falling for him every second of everyday.

I decided to stay at Harry's tonight, Harry decided it was alright too.

I packed my bags, full of clothes, food and heaps of horror movies. Mom drove me to Harry's small home, it was still beautiful. If only I lived in a small house. Jeez.

I got out and knocked on his door, Harry answered it and he pulled me into a huge hug.

We walked into his small home, it smelt like baked cookies, nice smelling house scent. We walked to the back of the house where Harry's room was. We walked in and I put my bag on the floor near his double bed.

I laid on his bed and looked up at the ceiling.

"Do you like plastered ceilings?" He asked me.

I looked at him,"fuck yeah!"

We laughed, and then we stopped, we sat in silence and kept our thoughts to each other.

Well, do you wanna start watching some movies?" I asked him.

"Yeah! I'll close the curtains and turn off the light," he said doing that.

I put in Saw II, and we sat on Harry's bed. The ads rolled in, I skipped it and went to menu. Harry got under the blanket, and got me to go under with him.

We cuddled and started to watch the movie.




Throughout the movie, I found myself starting to get the tiniest bit scared, I moved closer and I shuddered. I could never imagine myself being pushed into a tub of needles.

"Harry, can you turn it off and turn on the light," I whispered.

He nodded, so he understood, he got up turned off the movie and opened the curtains. So the bright sun shone through the small box room.

"Are you okay?" He asked stroking my head.

"Kinda. I could never imagine that. If I was one of the victims, I would try and kill myself," I shuddered at the thought.

"You would feel suicidal, but that's because you're being pressured into a dangerous game, that gets you killed and other people that you are concerned about," Harry said pulling me closer to him.

"What movie now?" I asked.

"Um, want to watch The Lion King?" Harry chuckled.

"Hm, I wanna watch something to do with action," I said thoughtfully.

"Transformers: revenge of the fallen?"

"Is that the second?"

"Yeah, pretty sure,"




We spent the rest of the night, watching movies and cuddling, it was a perfect moment and I got funny selfies of us.

I woke up in the morning to see Harry getting ready, he wore black skinny jeans, a lakers jersey and a SnapBack that he wore backwards.

"Oh, sleeping beauty has finally awoken," Harry said sitting on the bed. He tied up his vans, and looked at me.

"Hm," I groaned pulling the covers up to my head.

"You're still heaps hot when you wake up! What even..?" Harry chuckled getting up and pulling the curtains open.

I shrieked and dug myself deeper into the covers.

"Eventually, sleeping beauty, you'll find yourself wanting me," Harry said, I popped my head out the other end to see him leaving, I got out of the tangled mess and went to him.

"Uh no," I said grabbing him and pushing him into the room.

"You have to stay with me while I get dressed," I said folding my arms.

"Aha," Harry laughed nervously. I know he badly wanted to see my 'banging' body.

I got out my denim short shorts that are rainbow, I also got my plain black singlet, and my Ed Hardy hoodie. I pulled out my white converse. I pulled of my pajama shorts and top, standing there butt naked. Harry drew in a breath, nervous, he put his hands behind his head, and I knew he was trying to control himself, I put on my black G-string and I put on my lacy black bra. Then I put the rest of my clothes on.

I stood there smirking.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I said grabbing my hair and makeup stuff.

I started doing my mascara and eyeliner, I put my foundation on, I decided to take a selfie and put it on tumblr.

I walked out and put my stuff in my overnight bag.

Harry was leaning against the doorframe.

"Me and you are hanging all day today, and you're sleeping over again tonight," Harry said instantly, when I zipped my bag up.

"So, a date?" I giggled.

"Hm, we can call it that," he whispered in my ear, he nibbled on it then left the room.

I stood there breathless. What effect is he having on me? What the fuck? Ugh, can't deal with this.