Roller Coaster || J.B

Chapter 24.

"MOOOOM! I'm home!" I shouted and dropped my duffle bag beside the front door and entering the house, Harry trailing behind me.

"Hellllloooooo?!" I walked into the kitchen to see a note taped to the fridge.

Hey sweetheart, i got your text that you would be coming home earlier than planned. I get off work at 7, and then i'll do the grocery shopping and go home. So it's best that you go out and eat. And yes i know about Harry being with you... We'll talk later ;)

P.S Oh! I forgot to tell you, Dad's away on a business trip. He'll be back later tonight.

Kisses, Mom. xxx

"So anyone home?" Harry asked sitting on the stool, leaning his elbows on the counter.

"Nope, but mom said she'll be home later and that we should eat out." I put the note down and walked towards the cupboards. I grabbed a glass and filled it up with cold water.

"You want some?"

"Yes, pleaseee!" He smiled like a cherish cat.

I filled up a cup for him and handed it over.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked.

Oh crap! He still hadn't told management that he snuck way, but i'm pretty sure the media would have noticed.

"How abou--"

"HARRY!" I shouted catching him off guard.

"WHAT?!" He shouted back putting his hands up in the air looking around frantically.

"You forgot to tell management! You don't even know if you have permission to be here! Call NOW!"

"Oh.. Okay okay. I'll be right back." He took his phone out of his pocket and walked towards the living room.

I grabbed my luggage and went up to my room.

I opened the door to my room and saw that nothing had changed and i was pleased that my parents didn't snoop around my room. It honestly irritates me. Why can my parents yell at me when i go in their room searching for something but I can't yell at my parents when they go snooping in my stuff? There's not logic in that except "We're the adults and we get to do what ever we want" rule, Which is complete bullshit.

I take off my jacket and put it down on a chair and belly flop onto my bed.

"Well someone is cozy.." I hear Harry.

"Very, but you know what would make me even cozier?.. if that's even a word." I responded turning around to face him.

"What?" He smirked and leaned against the door frame crossing his arms across his chest.

"You need to get in this bed with me and cuddle." I patted the bed before i tucked myself under the blanket.

"But whats in it for me?"

"A cuddle session with yours truly...?"

"annnnnd?"

"A kiss?" I raised my eyebrow.

"annnnnnnnnnnnnd?"

"What else to you want Harold?" I rolled my eyes.

"Nothing, i was just wondering what else you would offer me." He cheekily smiled and belly flopped onto my bed.

"I hate you." I said hugging my pillow and looking at him as he got in.

"Love you too." He smiled and then looked at me.

"You're an asshole."

"But i'm your asshole.."

I rolled my eyes and looked away from him.