Loved You First

Ch. 15 Annual Pizza Convention?

Savannah’s P.O.V

" Now all you need to do is take some Advil and sleep on it." I say clearing my throat of emotion.

        Harry's wisdom teeth have been taken out. Despite the boys caring attempt to look after him, I am left responsible after a Miami Heat game was announced. 

" Thanks babe," He smiles.

      I'm sat on a high chair next to the counter feet dangling while Harry's barely touch the ground. Harry and the boys have been staying at my place while their flat is being remodeled. I happily offered my home. At the time the fact that they are five immensely hungry, indoor rugby playing, annoying obnoxious hormonal boys did not come to mind. Not to mention the fact that both my exes are living under the same roof. Nevertheless, I love them all to death. 

" You're very welcome Harry,"  I say placing a slight kiss on his forehead. 

" Savaaaaanaaah!" Louis voice interrupts.

        I sigh. " What do you want Louis?" 

" Me and the lads want some pizza." He informs strutting into the kitchen wearing red face paint and a basketball jersey.

" So? Go and order some."  

" Yeah that's the thing. They are not delivering today." He explains. I furrow my brows. " Some sort of Annual Pizza convention."

Harry chuckles. We both look at him. " Annual." He snickers. Louis and I roll our eyes.

"So we were wondering, could you go and pick it up?" Louis pleas. 

          I have never in my 17 years heard of such thing as a Pizza convention. 

" No thanks. Why can't you guys go get it?" I ask obviously.

         Louis places two fingers on the bridge of his chin rubbing it as if he were studying rocket science. Suddenly he blurts. " Nah that won't work"

" Well then I guess you're not getting pizza," I conclude.

        Louis has a tantrum. He literally quakes every part of his body like if having a body spasm. "But Savaaaaannaaaah!" He cries like a little kid.

" I said no. I need to take care of Harry" I try to explain.

          He doesn't seem to get it. Well that's and understatement. Louis sinks down to the floor and clings to my legs. I try to wobble my leg but with his weight I can't do much. He won't budge.

" Louis get off!" I exclaim.

" Not until you promise to get us pizza!" 

" I said no!" I try to be firm.

" Fine." He gives up and walks away as if nothing happened. 

            Hmmm. That was too easy. He has to be up to something. Just as I though. Right before walking completely out of the kitchen, when he rounds the corner he speed out of the room running towards the living room and yells: " I'm getting Niall!" showing off his tongue and spitting.

" Niall can't make me!" I stick my tongue out as well. I hear Harry chuckle behind me.

* Two hours later*

       So me and Harry went out to get pizza. We were practically thrown out of the house. MY house if I may remind you. On the bright side, I made Niall promise that we will be watching ' The Notebook' every time we rent or decide to watch a movie. Harry taps his foot anxiously against the pizza parlor's floor.