I'm not gonna lie Harry was really attractive. I stared at his backside watching him move around the kitchen.
"Vic, did you want macaroni and cheese?" He asked without turning around.
"Uh, yeah." I told him clearing my throat and shaking my head to get rid of the thoughts that were passing through my mind. He turned around placing a plate of macaroni in front of me.
"Thank you." I told him.
"Mmmhmmm. You can get a spoon from that cupboard over there." He motioned with his head. I followed his directions and grabbed myself a spoon. When Harry served himself he sat in front of me and began eating. I did the same staring at a spot behind his head.
"So what's up?" He asked me.
I looked at him swinging my legs.
"Um, I'm eating mac with my best friend in the whole wide world." I told him giggling. Harry laughed a deep throaty chuckle.
"I meant inside that pretty little head of yours."
I felt my cheeks flush and looked down at my plate. "I-Um nothing."
He laughed again and I returned my gaze to him.
"What?" I asked him chewing the macaroni in my mouth slowly.
"You're too cute." He told me taking a spoonful of mac and looking out the huge window across the room behind me.
I blushed again and pinched myself. Darn it, Tori get yourself together. He's your best friend. Best friends stay stuff like that. We finished dinner joking around like always and I washed the dishes. Harry left the room to go who knows where.
"Vic, come here." I heard Harry call from the living room.
What could he want? I walked into said room and found him sitting on the couch watching a movie.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"C'mere." He beckoned with his hand.
I rolled my eyes and walked closer until I was directly in front of him.
"Can you watch the movie with me?" He asked pouting.
"You called me over here to watch a damn movie. I was washing the dishes Harry!" I scolded him slapping him with the small towel I had in my hand. He laughed and I walked away back to the kitchen. This boy. When I finished washing the dishes I went back to the living room finding Harry snoring away. I giggled sitting next to him. I poked his cheek and he mumbled something. Awwwww he's so adorable when he's sleeping.
"Harry." I whispered pulling on a curl.
"Mum, no." He moaned rolling into a little ball.
I smirked and decided to wake him up in a special way. I went to the kitchen and filled a glass with water. Walking back to the living room, I sat next to Harry on my knees and tilted the glass above his face pouring the water slowly. He began spitting the water and his eyes shot open. I stopped.
"Oy, what are you doing!?" He yelled shaking his head. I burst out laughing.
"You fell asleep."
"That doesn't mean you should go and spill water on me!" He continued yelling. I could not stop laughing and set the glass on the coffee table. Harry got up and looked at me.
I stopped laughing long enough to notice his smirk.
"Who wants a hug?!?!?" He asked me grinning like crazy. My eyes widened. No his shirt is wet.
"No, get away! Harry!" I screamed as he enveloped me in his wet arms and chest.
"Yes!!!" He laughed picking me up and swinging me around.
"Harry!!!!!" I screamed bloody murder. He let me go giggling.
"Sorry, I felt like you needed a hug."
I looked down at my damp shirt and groaned. "This is what I get for joking around with you."
"Yeah, well my shirt's wet too and I can actually take mine off." He told me removing his shirt. I directed my attention to a spot on the floor that had become rather visually enticing. My eyes were drawn to Harry again and I watched him dry himself.
"D'you need to take yours off too?" He asked me grinning. I blushed. "No!"
I turned away from him and went to my room to change.
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