frat house//h.s. au

5 p.m.

•Jamie•

"So what do you guys want to eat?" Jamie asked the boys in the living room.

"I would say order pizza but..." Alex said and the boys joined him laughing.

"Okay well I think there's a few pizzas in the freezer, if you guys want those?" Jamie suggested and the boys agreed with excitement. Jamie took the two pizzas out of the freezer and set the oven to heat up.

"What are you doing?" Jamie smiled at his accent.

"Making pizza." Jamie answered. "What about you?"

"Looking at you."

"Why?"

"Your beautiful."

Jamie's heart jumped out of her chest. Harry walked up to her and placed a small kiss on her forehead.

"Where did this all come from?" Jamie asked. Harry's kiss, his compliments, they all confused her, but she want complaining.

"What do you mean?"

"Your room earlier, your compliments."

"I just find you... different." His voice was low and raspy. Jamie shuttered at his breath on her neck. She swallowed before trying to speak.

"What do you mean?" She managed to sputter out.

"Your attitude, the way you carry yourself, everything." He whispered into her neck. Jamie felt the pressure on her chest, feeling like it was harder to breathe. Footsteps neared the kitchen and Harry jumped back and leaned against the wall.

"What's going on in here?" Heather asked. Jamie said nothing and tried to calm herself, catching her breath. Heather laughed and walked out of the kitchen.

"Now where were we?" Harry said, walking up to Jamie after he heard Heathers footsteps disappear.

"I thought you didn't like when guys treated girls like that?" Jamie whispered. Harry immediately stopped what he was doing.

"Did I make you uncomfortable, babe? Do you want me to stop?" He rested his hands on her waist.

"Could we just wait? Everyone's in the other room." Jamie felt like Harry would be disappointed. She kept her gaze at the floor, not wanting to see Harry's expression.

"Hey, hey," Harry whispered taking his index finger and pushing her chin up. "I will never force you into anything. Okay? You don't have to worry." He brushed her cheek with his thumb. A small smile played on Jamie's lips and she leaned in and kissed Harry.

Just them the oven beeped, signaling the pizza was ready. Jamie took the pizza out and cut it with a crappy kitchen knife.

"Pizzas ready!" Jamie yelled. The herd of hungry frat boys ran out and started taking their slices and running back to the living room. Jamie and Harry both took a slice and followed the group into the living room. Jamie sat on the only empty sofa and so did Harry.

"What is this?" Harry asked the boys, opposite of him.

"Would You Rather." Mason answered. Jamie watched as the main guy made a man choose to cut his own eye or hold his breath under water for an unknown number of minuets. He chooses to cut his eye and Jamie cringed at the thought and covered her eyes.

"Scared?" Harry asked Jamie, making everyone turn their heads.

"No that's just disgusting." Jamie shuddered.

"Don't be such a baby." Harry snapped. Jamie tried to hide her shocked expression as the boys all chimed in laughing. Jamie flashed a fake smile then fixed her gaze on the tv.

What the hell?

She could feel Harry snapping his gaze over at her as they watched the movie. Jamie tried her hardest not to look at him 'cause if she did, she'd smack him. A commercial came on the to and Jamie got up, and went upstairs.

"Jamie." Harry's voice trailed behind her. "Jamie." He turned her body to face him.

"What." Jamie bluntly snapped.

"I didn't mean that." Harry sounded kind of, frantic.

"Then why'd you say it?!" Her voice cracked. Jamie was so annoyed she could cry.

"I-I don't know. I just.." Harry's eyes were set on the floor. Jamie sighed.

"What happened to the Harry that was talking to me in the kitchen 20 minutes ago?" Jamie whispered. She kept tugging on the end of Harry's sweatshirt she was wearing, it was a nervous habit of hers.

"I'm sorry. I really am, Jamie." Harry pulled her into a hug, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Jamie hugged him back, her head rested on his chest. Jamie let go and walked into Harry's room, and Harry followed.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

"I'm gonna take a nap," Jamie said, laying down and closing her eyes. Harry chuckled and closed the door.

"Me too," He said, laying down next to Jamie and pulling her into his chest.