This one was requested. Idk. Haha. But I hope you like it! ~Emma
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You came home after a long day of work and plopped down on the couch. You slipped your shoes off and snuggled up with a blanket.
"Crap" you say after you realize your phone is on the other side of the room.
You sigh super loud and roll your eyes as you get up and get your phone then cuddle back up on the couch. You open your lock screen and go straight to your favorite app:
Flappy Bird.
You absolutely hate it, but omg it's so addicting! Your current high score of 26 HAD to be beat today and now.
"Seriously!?" you scream as you hit the first pole and completely fail. But then you try again. And again. And again. And again. And again.
You faintly hear the door open but are too obsessed in the game to bother looking up.
"Hey babe" you hear Harry's voice.
"Not now Harry!!!" you yell.
"What I do?" he asks.
"HARRY" you yell again, still looking at your phone. He walks over to you and sees you on your phone.
"Ugh, not that again Y/N" you sense him rolling his eyes.
"Harry, seriously. Please shut up"
He sits on the couch next to you and get under your blanket with you. Then rests his chin on your arm and watches you play. Then you mess up.
"Harry!" you yell.
"What?" he yells back.
"Your making me mess up!"
"How? I'm not doing anything!"
"I don't know! Your just staring at me playing and it's messing me up! So...go!"
"Your kidding right?" Harry asks with his eyebrow raised.
"No I'm not now go."
"Whatever" he says getting up off the couch and disappearing.
Finally, peace and silence.
You had your high score up to about 40 at this point! YAY!!! Suddenly Harry appears out of nowhere and starts dancing and clapping.
"My god Harry! Seriously?"
"I'm just dancing babe. Is it bothering you?" he smirks.
"YES IT IS"
"Oh, sorry love. But I don't really care." he keeps clapping and dancing. Then moves around to the back of the couch behind you. He claps by your ear, then your other ear. Then starts trying to twerk on you.
"Harry, I'm pretty sure you need a butt to twerk."
"Nah" he continues.
"OK I GIVE UP" you say. Throwing your phone on the other side of the couch.
"Yay!" he smiles like a little kid and jumps on the couch next to you.
"Your dumb" you smile.
"I hate you too." he smiles as he kisses you.
"Sorry for being so obsessed with that app."
"It's fine sweetie. So what ended up being your high score?"
"43"
"Oh, mines 67" he says. You just stare him.
