I slowly took Harry's hand and ran us back to my place, leaving Niall on the ground bleeding. Screw school, it's not like my teachers would really notice if I was gone but maybe Harry. But Harry skipped school a lot so it wont matter. "Abby stop, I'm fine," he stopped me from walking into my house.
"No you aren't!," I stared at him.
"Yes I-," I groaned and kissed him.
"Why do you have to always have to be a challenge?," I smirked.
"I'm not but-," he sighed "Fine." I smiled in a way because I over came him. I won that argument.
"Good now try to be quiet, my moms home she might be leaving in a little bit like she always does at this time but I don't want her screaming in my face."
"Alright," I opened the door and peaked my head through looking from left to right making sure she wasn't in sight.
"Okay hurry up," I dashed up the stairs and when I hit the top I turned making sure he was straight behind me; luckily he was. "I don't know where she is in here so try not to make noise," I tip toed to my room as well as Harry did and shut my door, making sure it clicked when it closed. I turned the little latch that was on the door knob, locking it. I threw my bag on the ground, took off my jacket and whipped off my shoes. "Sit," I pointed to my bag.
"Why?"
"Just sit," I smiled. He obeyed and sat perfectly on my bed. "Sorry it isn't the cutest room," I laughed as my bed wasn't made, clothes on the floor, random objects over the place.
"Its just like my room," he laughed with a smirk.
"Ha," I started slapping my leg and laughing. "That's a lie!"
"What do you mean?"
"Hun," I came close to him sitting on his lap wrapping my arms over his neck. "I don't own porn." His face became a cherry shade of red and he tried not making eye contact with me.
"How did you know?," he stared down.
"I didn't," I lied. "But thanks for comfirming it," I winked.
"Shit," he muttered.
"I'm kidding, I hid under your bed at your party and found the stack."
"Can we just past the subject?"
"Sure but now Its time to clean your face," I stood up and walked into my bathroom grabbing a wash rag and placing it under the warm water coming from the sink. I turned the water off and folded the rag so it fat in my palm and walked back to him. I sat by him and stared into his eyes.
Harry's POV
I trailed my eyes down her body as she sat next to me, but staring up into her eyes making sure she didn't see me. "Ready?," she smiled.
"I'm always ready," I gave a cheeky grin. She giggled then placed the rag on my face whipping it all. She drew it over my nose, which sent a sting because of the cut under neath my nose making it bleed. She trailed it up to my eye and placed it over it and pressed.
"Don't move!," she demanded as I tried putting my arms around her. I sighed and sat there letting her do what she wanted. After getting cleaned up she left to the bathroom again running the water, but not from the sink. Seemed to be from the shower.
"Who's getting a shower?"
"You duh."
"I don't need one tho," I stood up walking to the door frame and leaned on it putting my hands in my pockets.
"I didn't say alone," she stared at me with a small smile on her face.
"Oh," I felt me get a little excited and walked to her, putting my hands around her waist and on the bottom of her stomach.
"Your nasty," she laughed and pushed me off. "I wouldn't take a shower with you!"
"Aw," I gave a puppy dog face.
"No, and never will."
"What ever then I wont get a shower," I turned and went back to sitting on her bed.
"Good. Cause I was playing around with you but guess you aren't taking one with me."
"What!," I ran to the door but she closed it and locked it.
"Your fault," she yelled over the water sound.
"Just wait till you get out," I laughed and plopped on her bed putting my hands in the back of my head staring up at the wall. What a good day so far.
