All his life he's been told he's a psycho that needs to be tamed. All her life she has just went with what she felt was best for herself. Does he know he's sick? Or will he realize along the way? What happens when they find out about each others pas...
I don't know what Harry has done, but something is going on. That girl that came by earlier was the only person to ask about the cars. I plan on asking him what's going on when he gets home.
~Midnight~
Im talking to Zayn about basketball when the devil, that is Harry, walks through the front door. I strut down the stairs like someone's mother, asking, "Why are you home so late?"
"Who's mother and why do you care? I come home late every night."
"I care about you Harry, you could've been kidnapped for all I knew," I fake worry.
"Well, I'm home now aren't I?" He rolls his eyes, irritated. "Why are you home so late?" I torment him. "Why are you being such a dick up my ass?" He retaliates. "Whatever. Why was that girl that came by, the only one to ask about the car? What did you do Harry?"
"Mind your damn business. I didn't do anything. And it also wouldn't be the first time someone asked about my car and not yours," he laughs. I huff, stomping back up the stairs. He isn't getting away with what he did. I will find out.
Harry's POV
What could I possibly describe living with 3 boys? Pure and utter hell. Niall is always being someones mother, Louis is just plain out annoying, and Zayn...? Zayn isn't that bad, but he sometimes can get annoying and always think he's cool.
I already knew Niall was going to try and be in my business from when I asked to borrow his car. I just never knew he was going to be this persistent. I shake my head but smile when I think of the sunlight that's peeping out of the dark clouds, drifting in my head.
I hate this feeling but I also love it. I hate how Aaliyah makes me think of rainbows and mythical unicorns, soaring through a sky of raining skittles. What the hell is wrong with me? I've never felt this way about anyone. Tonight was an amazing night. She was so attractive, the way she looked at me and laughed when I said something funny. I lay on my bed and stare up at the ceiling thinking about her and only her, drifting off into a deep sleep.
~Morning~
The sound of my phone making a ping sound wakes me, and I check to see what it is.
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She actually texted me back! I didn't think she would. I thought she would think I was a one night thing.
Instantly my morning is brightened and I sit up rubbing my eyes. I text back a simple 'good morning' with a smiley face. I stand up, go to the kitchen, and see Louis cooking eggs with bacon. I wait until he serves his food on a plate then turns around to the fridge to get juice.
I take that as my opportunity to grab the plate and run. He turns around with the cartoon of juice in his hand ready to pour but misses the cup when he notices that the food is gone. I snicker, running up the stairs. Louis chases after me but is a second too slow when I slam the door in his face and lock it. "Im sorry, I love you!" I scream and laugh as I take the first bite of the bacon moaning into it.
