BROOKE'S POV
"WAKE UP!!!" Skyler said, hitting me with a pillow. "What the hell Skyler!" I said angrily. "You have to get up NOW!!!" she said, almost yelling. "No I don't!" "Yeah, you have work!" "No I'm not scheduled for today," I said pulling the duvet over my head and turning my back to Skyler. "Well get up anyways!" "No go hang out with Harry or something..." "No he's asleep." "Really?" I perked up. "Yeah... Why are you all happy?" "Because now, since he's asleep we can mess with him!" I said in a duh tone. "Yes! Let's go!" Skyler said, heading to my door.
We went into Harry's room with all sorts of things, markers, whipped cream, glue, feathers, and of course our phones to video tape it. I set up our phones so we could tape it at different angles. We put some glue on his face and stuck feathers on the glue. Then we drew over his face where there wasn't any feathers. Skyler drew on his stomach and arms. And after our masterpiece was complete we did the classic whipped cream in hand and tickle under the nose. Which of course worked and woke up an angry Harry. "What the hell!" he yelled, feeling his face.
"We woke you up!" I said innocently.
"Skyler? You were in on this?!" he said shocked.
"Yeah, sorry..." Skyler replied, trying really hard not to laugh.
Harry walked over to his mirror and inspected his face, "I can't believe you did... is this glue?!"
"Yup!" I said, giggling a little. His face is hilarious! It's a mix between shocked, angry and tired. I grabbed our phones and went to my room to upload the videos.
SKYLER'S POV
Brooke left with both our phones and went to her room I assume. Harry turned to me, "Haha you're so funny."
"Harry, you have to admit it was and still is pretty funny," I replied, walking over to him.
"You know what's really funny?" He said, walking closer to me. I gave him a confused look.
"This," he said, kissing me.
I immediately pulled away, "Ew gross! You got glue and feathers on me!"
"Now you feel my pain!" he said, with a smirk.
I playfully hit his chest, "Oh shut up Styles!"
We walked out to the living room and sat on the couch. I put my legs on Harry's lap and turned on the TV. "What do you want to watch," I said, flipping through the channels.
"Anything is fine," he replied.
I settled on some reality TV show, it looked like a British version of Keeping up with the Kardashians. "Ugh, I hate this show! For the blonde's birthday we were hired to sing at it and everyone there were snotty rich kids who thought they were better than everyone else!" Harry whined.
"Then just make fun of them!" I replied.
After two episodes, I couldn't watch anymore. "Take me out of the oven because I am DONE!" I said, changing the channel.
"Thank God," Harry replied. Brooke walked in and sat on the other couch, giving us a weird look.
"What's your problem?" Harry asked Brooke.
"Nothing. I'd ask you what your problem is, but I don't have time for you to list them all," she replied sassily. All Harry did in reply was flip her off and Brooke faked being offended.
"Harry!" I said, lightly kicking him.
"What?! She was being mean!" he said like a 5 year old. I just rolled my eyes at him and giggled a little. "You have a rely cute giggle, by the way," Harry commented.
"Haha sure... I think it's annoying," I replied awkwardly.
"Yeah it is annoying, just like the constant flirting between you two!" Brooke interjected.
"We can flirt if we want too!" Harry said. I gave him a look to stop. He looked like a lost puppy and it was so cute! Brooke gave us another weird look and left the room.
I followed Brooke into the kitchen. So you and Harry are really a thing?" she asked, facing the pantry. "Yeah... I told you last night," I replied. "Yeah, I know. I just thought it was a joke or something."
"Why? Do you not approve of it?" I spoke, my voice more irritated than I intended. This was really out of the blue. She seemed fine with Harry and I last night.
"No, I don't care who you date. You can do whatever you want," she said quickly. Brooke talks fast when she's bothered. Trust me I know when she's pissed off about something.
"Brooke, seriously, tell me if you aren't okay with this. I don't want you to feel awkward about this! Or if you are honestly fine with this, then tell me what's pissing you off. Obviously it's something, I would know."
"I'm fine with you and Harry. It's just that I got a phone call a few minutes ago, before I came out with you and Harry, from back home..."
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