Pizza Boy (NARRY) -Fetus Writing- #Wattys2015

Chapter 12: As

I AM SO MAD RIGHT NOW YOU HAVE NO IDEA JESUS FUCK WHAT THE HELL LAPTOP!!!!!!!

I had the chapter written, a lot of it - A FUCKING LOT - and the laptop reloads itself or something and I lost it all. I literally screamed NO and now I just have no will to writing it all again but I know I'm going to anyways.

I'm so.

Freaking.

Pissed.

ohmygod, just stop ranting and write it. This would have been published by now.

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"Um, what's going on?" I ask. "Damn it." Harry mutters, turning to look at Jay. Jay shrugs and goes into the fridge. "Um, well I had a song prepared asking you to ask me to the funeral, for moral support..you know, cause you are probably still devastated an all." Harry explains nervously. He wants to go to the funeral with me? He wants to go to the funeral with me.....HE WANTS TO GO TO THE FUNERAL WITH ME!!! I can't stop smiling now, but I don't want him to know how happy I am about this so I need to stop. Although its a man date to him, since he's straight and doesn't like me like that.

"Will you go to the funeral with me?" I smile up at Harry, trying not to though. "Oh my god," Harry puts a hand on his chest, acting like he never saw this coming. "Of course I go with you!" he sounds like a feminine guy. Chuckling, I nod. It's silent now, us just staring at each other without even realizing how silent and awkward it is. So I break the gaze after a while by looking at the floor and to the side, chewing on my bottom lip. "I should uh, get back to work. So I don't get - uhm - you know fired." I stutter, looking back to Harry. Harry breaks his gaze by blinking and shaking his head a bit. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow." Harry moves to exit the kitchen he's not suppose to be in. I nod.

Looking behind me to make sure Harry's out of sight, I stab the air with an invisible knife, harshly whispering a, "YES!" I look behind me to see Harry smirking at me with amusement and his silent chuckle. "Bye." He laughs, waving. I wave, waiting for him to leave officially before I let my head drop onto the counter in embarrassment.

"Mum where's my tie?! I need my tie!!" I yell, running down the stairs. "It's in the laundry room." Mum yells from the kitchen. I quickly walk there, snatching my tie from the hanger and wrapping it around my neck. "I'm gonna go get Harry." I inform, picking my keys up from the coffee table. "Is he the guy you like?" Mum asks, peering into my sight. "Yeah." I smile. "He your date?" I shake my head. "No. He's straight." Mum gives me a "sorry" look. "Well he's missing out." I grin and pop open the door, taking long strides to the car I'm still so excited that I have.

I've been sitting in front of Harry's house for six minutes. I can't find myself to go up to the front door and knock on it, but in my head I'm running to it in excitement and kissing Harry when he opens the door.

Sigh.

To waste some more time until I can get enough courage, I start to tie my bow tie. But before I can even move it, the passenger door opens and the curly hair views in my sight. Harry smiles at me, buckling his safety belt. "I've been waiting for you to come up to the door for ages." Harry grins, making fun of me in his mind probably. "Sorry." I blush, taking the car out of park. I can't help but not check Harry out from the corner of my eye. He looks fucking hot in a tux, and I really want to kiss him right now. But that would be weird on his behalf. God, he's so sexy.

"Uhm, Mum this is Harry. Harry, this is Maura." I introduce Harry once we're in my house again. "Hi, it's so nice to meet you Niall's told me a lot about you." I give Mum a look from behind Harry, widening my eyes and dropping my mouth open, shaking my head. "Oh, uh, I mean, he just tells me how funny it is that you get pizza everyday." I give her another look, Harry furrowing his eyebrows. That makes him sound like a weirdo. "I mean, my son enjoys your company everyday. He, uh - " By now, I'm just glaring at my Mum without Harry knowing still. "You know what, we're gonna be late so we should get going." I roll my eyes, letting out a breath as doing so.