(Hey lovelies I know this a shorter chapter, I was planning on making it longer but I promised t update today so there you go!!.x its still 2.1K words hah. ps edit in the media tab :) )
Harry's POV
"Harry wake up!" I rolled over on the bed, reaching away from Stephie.
"Oh c'mon! Wake up! I made something for you! Harry!" She snatched away the blanket, "It's time to get up in the morning- no it's afternoon!"
Someone looks in a good mood today. And that someone is in a full mood to ruin my morning.
"What is it?" I groaned as I pressed my face to the bed and covered myself with the pillow.
"Surprise! Surprise!"
"Go away,"
"Harry but-"
"No."
"Har-"
"No."
"Fuck you! I hate you!" I got up laughing at her, as she stormed out of my room.
"Steph?" I can bet she is still standing outside.
"Stephieee?" I sang, I must be sounding like a drunk.
"What are you up to?" She groaned, coming inside. One of her hands on her hip. Oh feisty?
"Come here," I asked- requested.
"No."
"Steph?"
"No."
"Oh c'mon! I'm sorry."
"No." She smirked.
"So the tables have turned now?" I rolled my eyes.
"Aww I forgive you baby." Baby? Woah what?
"Does it hurt today?" She asked, taking a seat beside me on the bed as I stared at her.
"What hurts?"
"I don't even remember what happened after I slept in the car, did you look after yourself?" She said.
"I took a shower."
"Just that?" She rolled her eyes.
"I did take some medicine and shitty pain killer too, okay now?" I said and laid back on the bed again, pulling the covers over myself.
"Harry it's 12, wake up donut." I cracked up under the sheets, "shit," she cursed.
"Fine, stay in there. I'm going," She said, and started to get up but I pulled her back by the wrist.
"I'm awake, see!" I sat straight up with the blanket still on my head.
"Sure," She said, pulling it down and laughing at me, in the mean time my eyes fell on her outfit.
"Wait, is that my tshirt that you're wearing?" Of course it is, it reaches till her mid thighs, almost hiding whatever she is wearing as bottoms.
"Yo."
"Are you drunk?" She chuckled.
"No, I'm not." She laid between her laughs, "I don't know, I just feel like the sun is shining brighter today. The birds are chirping more chirpily and-"
"Chirping more chirpily?" What has gotten inside of her? "God Steph,"
"Now, can you get up please?" She asked.
"Aha." I shook my head.
"You- Harry. I-" She pointed at me with her index finger, "I'm going." I tried hard not to laugh. She behaves too cutely whenever she is confused.
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FanfictionStephanie is a normal 17 year old, like any other teenager. She’s not popular but has a genuine amount of friends. She has people she can trust. But there is one thing about her life that is not normal, that she is constantly being crit...
