Chapter 11
~Aria's POV~
After eating, we went back to the living room to relax. I plopped myself down on the couch and him on the opposite side. It felt so chill being with him. Nothing ever really happens, just, right now.
I fell on the couch since my stomach was stuffed. I held my tummy and started to rub it. Those tacos were definitely delicious, I decide to eat... three. Three full tacos.
"Harry, those tacos were amazing." I complemented.
"Thanks. My specialty." he smirked. I suddenly felt weak, that smirk just... killed me.
"So, uhhh..." I ran out of things to do. I was going to ask him but then he yawned. That's a sign that he was sleepy. Ok, lets sleep then.
"I'm tired." he said,
"I can tell."
He giggled then, continued, "How 'bout you?"
"I guess so... Where can I stay?"
"Uhm, you can stay at my room."
His room? It'll be weird to invade his privacy. "Oh, no thanks. I could stay at, maybe Gemma's? Does she mind?"
"She doesn't mind... Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"I'll text her."
I got his phone out of his pocket and started texting. I just sat there, watching him as he pressed those letters on the screen of his iPhone. That's just very cute Harry. If only he'd notice...
"She says it's alright." he said, interrupting my thoughts. And another thing interrupted me as well, my phone.
I checked it and it had a notification saying, There will be no classes for all levels tomorrow due to cleaning up of snow within the campus. -Teachers & Staff
"Got the message?" I asked Harry.
"We'd obviously get it at the same time." he corrected, giving me a point. Right...
"Oh, kay." Silence then filled the room.
"So!" he exclaimed, making me jump a bit 'cause of his sudden sound, "Hehehe, got ya there."
"Wow." I said. Sarcasm.
"Let's go to my room. We can watch some movies there." he requested.
"Fine."
We both stood up from the couch and I followed him straight to his room.
The room was a dark shade of blue having a few soccer posters her and there and probably a bit of child-like drawings and shelves. His bed in the middle of the room with a flat screen TV in front of it plus a study desk beside it. A mini cabinet beside his bed near the left and the window while to the right, it was a chest, his school bag, some books, and the bathroom door just across. This was just a typical boy's room I guess.
"Welcome to my territory." He disturbed me from my thoughts. I haven't realized that I was just standing in front of the door, scanning through the whole place.
"Well sorry, it's my first time being inside a boy's room. And I expected it to be full of trash around the area." I elaborated.
"Sorry, but my place has to be clean at all times."
"So much for being so organized."
A minute of awkward silence has passed by and he suddenly interrupted,
"Choice of movie Aria?"
"I'm more of comedy person."
"Okay... well... " he said, scanning through some DVD's. Then something caught my attention, he had Marley & Me.
"Oh, can we watch Marley & Me?" I excitedly asked,
"This will just make me cry."
"C'mon, just for tonight! Don't be so shy on crying, it's most likely I will as well."
He shrugged, "Just for now."
"Thank you!" I exclaimed, "Now we just need some popcorn and a billion gazillion tissue boxes."
"I don't own that much tissue boxes but I have some butter popcorn in stock." he replied with such a serious face.
"I'm just kidding, maybe, one or two boxes?" I smiled kindly.
"Okay, okay. I'll grab them while you prepare the DVD player."
"Fair and square."
He tossed the DVD onto my hands and headed out the door. I went towards the TV and bent down in searching for the DVD player. Once I found it, I plugged it in and pressed the ON button. I then pressed the Open button and inserted the DVD and then pressed Close.
While waiting for Harry to arrive, I just sat on the edge of his bed, looking around his room. He must be a fan of soccer. I then observed the child-like drawings, it was probably from when he was little. One drawing caught my attention near the light switch so I stood up and headed towards it.
It was a really cute drawing of a boy and... some girl holding his hand? He labeled the boy as himself, Marcel and, he labeled the girl's name with 'My Crush'. Who was his crush back then? It probably was the girl in our school named Abygail 'cause he took her out during a school dance during the 8th Grade. And it was only her, nobody else. That was the only school dance he attended though...
Harry barged in the room with a big bowl of popcorn and some tissue boxes and surprised me just like that.
"Wat'cha lookin' at Aria?"
"I uh... erm, uh... Just a uhm... old drawing of yours." I felt a bit guilty invading some of his privacy.
"Oh," he said, his face turning a bright shade of red, then looking at the drawing, "Uhm... that was kinda old."
"I can tell. It brought some grade school effect on it." I said, pointing at the drawing,
"Well, shall we watch? I'm definitely fine with not watching." he asked, changing the subject to quickly.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." I shrugged. I better get him to elaborate soon.
I then hopped on his bed and he sat at the opposite side.
~Harry/Marcel's POV~
I slowly open my eyes and feel the sudden weight on me.
Oh no, she fell a sleep on me. Oh no, oh no, oh no, this is not good. Not. Good. Well... on the bright side... never mind.
I gently lift her off of me until I heard a sudden voice.
"Please... no..." she said.
"Aria?"
"I'm too tired." she replied with a worn out voice.
"Huh?" I literally have no idea what she's doing.
"Sleep..." her voice uttered softly.
"Oh... kay."
I'm totally not fine but fine with this at the same time. Oh, well... sorry not sorry.
For me, it's always her choice.
-END OF CHAPTER 11-
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