The New Foster (Niall Horan)

Chapter 17

Harry's POV

Once we get upstairs, I open my door to my room. It's very simple actually. I examine my room with Savannah thinking about what she thinks about my room.

I have blue curtains that match with my blue blanket over a wood desk on the left wall and another window on the far back wall next to my bookshelf that reached halfway up the wall filled with books and some DVDs. My bed is on the right wall across from my Tv resting on a TV stand with all the electronics like the DVD player and xbox and stuff.

"It's not usually this clean," I laugh.

She laughs along and we just awkwardly stand there.

"Do you wanna watch a movie?" I ask her.

"Sure...what ones of you have?"

I hold her hand and walk over to my bookshelf. She looks at each one intently, laughing at a few of them.

"This one?" she takes out the case with the title The Vow on it. I haven't actually watched it before. It was a movie I always dared myself to watch, but never had the guys to.

"Er, okay?"

"We can watch a different one if you want" she suggests.

"No, it's fine... I'll make some popcorn." I walk out and go downstairs.

Savannah's POV

Harry went downstairs to go make some popcorn so I decide to put the movie in the DVD player so that when he gets back upstairs, he won't have to watch all the annoying credits in the beginning.

The problem is, his DVD player is so new that I can't figure it out. I look for the eject button, and press it but it's still not working!

"Hey, watcha doin?" I look at him set the popcorn on his desk and walk over to me.

"I'm trying to put the DVD in the DVD player but I can't figure it out."

"That's because it's not on" He laughs and presses the power button.

"Oh..." I laughs and we both crack up.

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Harry's POV

We both watch the movie in silence, tearing up at every sad part and laughing at every unbuckle part. The movie is truly amazing. And I know I shouldn't like the movie cause I'm a guy but it has a great story of love and it's based on real events.

I set the empty bowl that was in between us on the floor, scoot closer to her and wrap my left arm around her.

Out of nowhere she starts laughing.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I was just laughing about the part of her vow when she said 'to agree to disagree on red velvet cake'" she laughs again. It was cute how she loves the cheesiest quotes.

"Your beautiful," she rests her head on my shoulder and I can tell she's blushing

We sat in silence, again. But it was a comfortable kind of silence. The kind of silence that's so peaceful.

"So tell me about yourself," she gets out of my grasp and looks at me.

"What do you wanna know?"

"Favorite color?"

"Don't really have one, you?"

"Blue."

"My turn, favorite book?"

"Divergent" she smiles, "But I'm enjoying the Fault In Our Stars."

"The Fault In Our Stars would be mine,"

"Favorite actor or actress?"

"Either Shailene Woodley or Jennifer Lawrence"

"Ansel Elgort or Taylor Lautner," she smiles.

We go on and on asking and repeating questions we've already knew the answers to or already asked before. But it was me who messed it up with one six word question.

"Will you leave the foster house?"

She started to tear up. I don't know what to do at times like this. It's hard for me to decipher what's the right thing to do.

"Hey, I'm sorry I didn't know you'd start cry-"

"It's okay, can we just move on?"

"Don't you wanna talk about it?"

"No..."

Bet you thought he was gonna ask her out ;)

~Liz