Paul's Adopted Daughter ~ One Direction Fan Fic

Chapter 8~ Scares and Scolding Stares

~* Iris' POV *~

"What do you say about watchinggggggg Friday the 13th?" I glared at Harry as he knelled in front of the giant stack of DVD's I managed to collect over the month of so of me living with Paul and Clodagh.

"How about Freddie?" Freddie is one of the only scary movies that doesn't actually scare me, well actually it depends on the Freddie movie. I snuggled deeper into the fluffy blanket that laid on top of me, Harry put the DVD in the player and patted over to me with a pink tinge to his cheeks.

"Ready for this?" I lifted the blanket so he could sit next to me and nodded while sipping happily on the apple juice juice-box that I held tightly. Harry glanced at me out of the corner of his eye and tried to hold back a smile from his plump lips.

"You look like a seven year old." He snorted at me and pressed play on the remote, I rolled my eyes and leaned against the arm of the couch instead of Harry. 

"No cuddles for me?" I scowled over towards him and a slight look of hurt crossed his face, I sighed and leaned against the warm body sat next to me. I peered up at him to see him smiling, to be honest I don't think he even knows he's smiling. I think it's like a reflex for him.

"Harrrrrrrrryyyyy-" He looked down at me with a look of annoyance, I pouted my bottom lip and pointed towards the bag of popcorn that we never popped for the movie. He said nothing, all he did was hesitate before standing. 

"Pause it babe, I'll be back in a couple minutes. Want anything to drink." i sniffled quietly and shook my head no, I sipped the last of my juice box and stared at the screen that held the Paramount Pictures symbol on the screen.

A sudden thought popped into my mind..... a mischievous, bad idea that probably will land me in a tickle fight and possibly and actual yelling fight. But it's worth it, really.

"Oh this is going to be good." An evil smirk lit my chapped lips as I stood silently from the couch, I tiptoed down the stairs trying to think of myself as a feather just like Horton had done.......you know, Horton from Horton Hears A Who.

Suddenly the stair I presently stood on creaked and whined, I clenched my eyes shut and mumbled curses under my breath. The next bad thing to happen is the microwave beeped, so I thought of one of the only ways left that I could do this......it's Exorcist time baby.

I got into a bridge form and once I heard his footsteps approaching the stairs I started running down the stairs just like in the Exorcist. Now while I was doing this my hand got caught on a pile of clothes that sat on the stairs.

"Holy fucking hell!" I peeked up at Harry to see the bowl of popcorn he previously held was empty due to me scaring the bejesus out of him. I rubbed my head and groaned, but the look on his face was too funny not to laugh at.

"You s-should have seen y-your face!" I screeched through my loud and obnoxious laughs, all I received was a fake laugh and a scowl that could kill a person if they didn't know it was a joke.

"Hilarious really." 

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Okay I know this is really really short  but I have writers block which would be why I haven't updated this book in so long. I feel really bad about not updating recently, but if anyone wants to help me think of ideas comment or message me? 

Also another thing, I'mm probably going to change the cover pretty soon because I just don't like it as much as I used  too.

If you haven't read any of my other books you should go check them out :)

I love you~

Raven xx