My Little Blue Jumper Boy (Wroetoshaw Fanfiction){SHORT SIDE STORY {{FINISHED}}}

Chapter 4: Normal

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{y/n POV}

I yawned and stretched my arms out wide as my e/c eyes started to flicker open. Slowly and sluggishly I rose myself from the bed to take in my surroundings.

Harry's room

With Harry sleeping peacefully next to me.

I quickly looked down to see I was still in my clothes, with a sigh of relief I let all the memories of last night ponder. That's right! Harry took me here because I passed out? Eh something along those lines. Today was the day I relax, no 'high school drama' just...

Peace.

I slowly peeled the covers away, trying not to make the sleepy Harry stir awake. He tends to be grumpy when woken from his beauty sleep. I crept across the room to the door, out in the hallway and into the kitchen.

I started to make pancakes, humming to myself while flipping them.

"Did Harry come home with another prostitute again? Fuck I though he was going to the hospital to see Jide.." An u familiar voice came from the entrance of the kitchen.

"Excuse me?" I turned around, a little annoyed.

"Harry you picked a good one, one that actually got dressed AND can cook." He sheepishly muttered as he sat down at a stool.

"Hey make me some will ya?" He called to me, I was still there, in shock, staring at the rude man.

"Fuck no!"

He looked at me in shock.

"Come again?" The cockiness in his voice made me want to punch him...

"For your intonation in not a fucking prostitute!"

"Oh, then who are yo- fuck your not a fan are you?"

"Listen buddy I have no clue who you are, I'm here because of Harry."

He stared at me for a second before piping up again.

"By any chance is your name Y/n?"

"Yeah why?" You asked, a little confused.

"Ah, my apologies, Harry speaks highly of you. I've never seen you before so the prostitute thing, nothing personal don't worry." He sounded a bit guilty.

"It's fine, just been having a lot going on lately."

"Well I'm Callum Airey, you can call me cal or freezy I don't really mind." He held out his hand and I gently shook it.

"Nice to meet you but... Why freezy?"

"YouTube name, CalFreezy, yeah."

"Ah ok"

Just on queue, Harry walked into the room, rubbing his eyes and running a hand through his cute bed head.

"Mornin' haz" Cal greeted.

"Yo Cal, I see you met Y/n?"

"Yeah, right after he mistaked me for a prostitute..." I tried to sound serious as Harry gave Cal a death stare, but it didn't last for long as I burst out into a fit of loud laughter, which mind you, startled the boys a bit.

After my giggle fit, I wiped the tears from my eyes and hugged Harry.

"What's this for?" He questioned with a smirk

"I just want today to be normal, please" I snuggled deeper into his chest as him and Cal laughed.

"Anything for the prostitute."

"THATS IT AIREY YOUR DONE!"
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