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You don't even know how it started, you and Harry were just sitting next to each other on the couch while the boys are chilling in the same room. Niall was strumming his guitar, making up songs as he goes and Liam and Louis were kicking a football around the room.
You don't remember when Harry spread out his long legs across the couch as he placed his head on your lap, grinning up at you like a dork. You don't remember who started cracking the first stupid joke.
All you remember was how you guys slowly escalated to a "Who's joke's the worst?" competition.
"What did the pirate say on his 80th birthday?" Harry could barely contain his cute giggles as he looked up and asked you.
"What?" You shook my head, bracing myself for the worst.
"AYE- MATEY!" Harry burst out laughing and you laughed along because of his expression, not the joke.
To be honest, his jokes are so bad it's funny. It's not normally the joke that makes you crack, it's the dorky expecting look he has every time he cracks one like he's hoping that person finds it funny. You love him to much to let him down by not laughing, so you fake laugh every time just to see him looking proud of himself.
Harry held your wrist with his big hands and placed them on his head, hinting you to play with his long curls as that relaxes him and he loves the feeling of your fingers running through it. He doesn't really let anyone else touch it and gets really grumpy when they do, but there's always an exception for you.
He's willing to eat brussel sprouts or go on scary rides if you just ask him to, he'll do anything for you.
Harry prompted you by poking your cheek with his index finger and grinned his stupid grin, dimple showing: "It's your turn..."
You gave it your best shot: "What concert cost 45 cents?"
You paused and continued after Harry threw you a curious look: "50 cent feat. Nickelback."
Harry had a look of realisation before he burst out laughing. He slapped his hand on his thighs and you could feel his chest vibrating. It made you feel accomplished when you see Harry in this state.
Niall couldn't help but laugh as well, strumming the wrong strings on his guitar. Louis just commented while performing tricks with the soccer ball without looking up : "Well, I can just say you're a much better joker than Harry."
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Harry complained, offended by the snide remark.
"Baby, I'm good at cracking jokes, aren't I?" He sat up and asked you all serious-like, his hair tousled from lying on your lap.
You nodded your head and smiled sweetly as response and while Harry looked back at Louis and stuck his tongue out at him, you took the oppurtunity and playfully shook your head wildly, making an X with your arms while Harry's back was facing you to contradict that fib you just made.
Unfortunately, Harry turned around quick and caught you doing that. Harry looked even more offended as he mockingly shouted at you: "Hey!"
He tackled you and you fell on the couch with him hovering above you. You couldn't stop giggling while Harry tried his best to stay mad at you but he just couldn't bear to.
The boys just watched the both of you amusedly as Harry tickled your sides.
"You liar, I thought you liked my jokes? Why did you laugh at every one then?" Harry laughed as he tried to get the truth out of you by torturing you with tickles, trying to sound non-cholant but he was actually really curious as to why you pretend to laugh at his jokes.
You finally managed to contain your giggles as Harry showed mercy and stopped tickling you but still hovering on top of you, his curls hanging beside his face.
You couldn't resist the urge and reached out to tuck them behind his ears. You admitted: "Even though your jokes are lame, I like to see that face you pull when people laugh at your jokes. You just look so happy and proud, I just want you to stay that way. I want to keep you that way, because seeing you happy is all I want."
Harry's heart melted at your thoughtful words and he murmured: "I love seeing you happy too, sweetheart. That's all I want in life." before leaning closer, closing the gap between the two of you and locked lips with you.
Liam and Louis made childish remarks like "Oh for God's sake, not againnnn...." and Niall looked on the two of you, secretly wishing he finds his princess soon to love the way you guys do. But you guys were in our own happy bubble, blocking out every distraction. All you can focus on was how soft and gently Harry's lips were and how he's moving his body hotly.
When you guys broke off, the both of you cracked a smile, knowing it makes the other happy as well.
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