The Boy In The Basement// h.s AU✅

TBITB|| IX

Chapter nine of 'The Boy In The Basement':

Harry has been reading The Fault In Our Stars to me for awhile now. I skipped dinner with my parents, and ate in my room. I didn't feel like talking to them, nor I couldn't get that damn kiss out of my head. I just kept replaying all that had happened during that short amount of time. I even tried it in a 3rd person point of view!

Harry was now on chapter ten, and things were starting to get good. It was around eleven p.mish, and I was not tired at all, actually. It was probably because I slept so much today. Speaking of today, I still didn't get those answers from Harry. I was starting to question how bad that thing was up there.

"'I'm in love with you," he said quietly. 'Augustus,' I said. 'I am,' he said. He was staring at me, I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. 'I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simplest pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the world, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.' 'Augustus,' I said again, not knowing what else to say. It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn't say it back. I just looked at him and let him look at me until he nodded, lips pursed, and turned away, placing the side of his head against the window."

Harry closed the book and looked at me, with a small grin attached to his face. I watched him, still trying to figure out the meaning of the end of that chapter.

"And that was the end of chapter ten, love." Harry sighed happily, and set the book down on my stand. I sat up in bed, my back pressed up against the wall, my feet dangling at the edge, and was questioning the chapter.

"She can't just reject him like that!" I said, rubbing my face in frustration. Harry's deep chuckle filled the room. "He just got friend-zoned!" Harry joked. I glared at him, not truthfully. "She actually friend-zoned him multiple times." I told him.

"Poor, lad." Harry shook his head. It was silent in the room. It wasn't a awkward silence, it was more of enjoying-each-others-presence sort of silence.

I flicked my eyes away from him. His stare was growing intense, and I couldn't stare into those wonderful eyes any longer.

"Can you tell me about what happened earlier today?" I asked. I was afraid that he would decline, and disappear for a few more hours. I heard him sigh. "Right now? Can't we talk about it later?" Harry asked, annoyed.

"No. I want to know the answers now, Harry," I turned my head and looked at him. He was still slouched in my desk chair, his his leg overlapping his left thigh. "What the hell was that thing?" I don't know if I was asking myself, or him. It was a mixture of both.

"Demons." he answered simply. I looked at him with a dumbfounded expression. "I'm sorry," I began. "What the hell did you just say?" hopefully I heard him right.. "Demons." Harry stated, bobbing his head up and down in a slow rhythm.

"A demon loured you up into that damn attic, and another fucking demon tried taking away your soul. Your life." he said. "And, if I wasn't there to save your damn life, you would've died!" Harry exclaimed. A vein in neck popped out slightly from the tension in his voice and neck.

I hung my head in my hands. What the hell was I thinking? Why would I follow a god damn ghost to a attic, and not turn away, run, find Harry, ask him what the hell is up there, and not have myself damn near killed?

You weren't thinking properly at the moment, Alice. That little girl got inside your head, and made you do whatever she wanted.

Without moving my head up to look at Harry, I sighed. "I know. I'm a fucking idiot." I murmured. "No, you are not an idiot." Harry stated firmly. I laughed half-heartily. "Whatever. Let's all just admit that I am the biggest bitch you've ever met!" I exclaimed.

I grabbed the nearest pillow, shoved my face in it, and screamed with all my might. By the time I was done, I was gasping for breath, and my lungs strung, and hurt from the high screams I've just allowed to be heard.

 "Why did you just do that?" Harry asked. I looked at him. "Because I am a fucking idiot," I stated, I hrew the pillow away from me and slammed back up against the wall. "Dammit, Alice! Can't you stop for one fucking second and realize that you are not a idiot!" Harry practically yelled.

"I'm sorry." I whispered and shook my head. I have no idea what is happening to me. Why do I have these mood swings?

Are you on your period?

"No, Harry," I began, looking at Harry as I stood up. "I am not on my period." I walked past Harry and out into the hallway. "Where do you think you're going?" Harry asked from behind me. "To get something to drink." I said.

As I walked down the staircase, I began hearing a conversation. Curiosity struck me hard, so I knelt down in the staircase and began eavesdropping. "Why do you think she was up there?" my dad asked supposedly my mum. "I don't know. Exploring maybe?" answered my mum.

"She's... different." dad noted about me. "Ever since she went down to that basement?" Mum replied. Then, my dad answered, "Yes. And the talking to herself in the room?" dad let out a sigh. "Do you think-- is their a possibility that our daughter has gone crazy?" mum asked dad.

That's when I stood up and walked straight into the kitchen, acting as if I did not just hear the conversation they were having about me being "crazy". I am not crazy. Harry just messes with my emotions. Sometimes in a good way, and most times, in a bad, annoying way.

"Oh, hi, Alice. You, um, feeling better?" dad asked me, trying to act like he wasn't just talking about me. I turned from the fridge and gave them the fakest smile I have ever performed.

"Just fucking peachy."

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Hello! Omg, thank you all for the outstanding feedback! So close to 7K reads! Y'all are just amazing. I am so, so sorry for not updated AT ALL! Monday (Memorial Day) was my birthday, than I went on vacation and there has been a lot of drama. I hope this update will make up for the loss. :)