colors | afi [WATTY'S 2017]

dix sept

may 13 1986

third person's pov

rose unwrapped the lolly she held in her hand and put in her mouth, cracking open the can of pop she had sitting next to her. she was sitting inside the gymnasium, watching the cheer team, as it was raining outside and they didn't want to get wet.

"rose," rose turned around to see harold walking towards her spot on the bleachers.

rose perked up and took the lolly out of her mouth, "harry".

"so," harold sat down, "how was your day?"

"good, better when you weren't here," rose playfully said.

harold rolled his eyes and leaned back on the bleachers, humming.

rose scrunched up her eyebrows, "what's wrong?"

harold sighed, "i did something bad."

"what?" rose started to suck on the lolly again, waiting to hear the predicament harold was in.

harry sighed again, and dropped his head. "i kissed fiona."

"you what?" rose's voice grew loud and her lolly fell out of her hands, dropping on the wooden bleachers in the gym. the noise causing the cheer team to glare at the two. "sorry! now, what happened harold?"

"i--i don't know how it happened." harold put his head on rose's lap. "it just did."

rose nodded and reached for the other lolly in a bag, a photograph falling out and landing in front of harold.

"what's that?"harold lifted his head, picking up the picture. his eyes furrowing when he saw the image, ashton sitting in the irwin's hot tub. "why do you have this?"

rose's heart beat picked up, "what? that's nothing. it was a picture amanda took and probably dropped it in my bag instead of her own."

harold nodded skeptically and gave the picture back to rose, "well, if she took it you should give it back to her. makes you look a bit weird seeing as how it's her father and he's shirtless."

rose laughed nervously, "yeah, i get that." rose pushed up her glasses and looked down at her watch, "well, i have to go. my grandmother is picking me up in two minutes."

"oh, okay, i'll see you tomorrow ro'."

rose picked up her stuff, stumbling over the bleachers, "yeah, see ya harold."

{this was supposed filler but i wanted to add to the story a bit(harry knows about one of the pictures and is kind off suspect about it) so ya}