Opposites ~ n.h (rewriting)

Chapter 16: I want you to be my drug.

Luna's POV

"Hey Haz. Missed you." I say as we share a hug. "Hi, yes missed you too." He says back, releasing me and grabbing my suitcase from my hands. I give him a look but all he gives back is a cheeky smile. "Just trying to be a gentleman." He shrugs his shoulders. He loads the suitcase in his car and leads me to the passenger seat of his Range Rover. "Fancy car you got there, Styles." I applaud. "It's from all the boys at the frat, we all wanted this one and there's was no way one of us could've afforded it by ourselves. We put money together and bought one together and here it is." He explains. I already wondered how he could pay such an expensive car as a student. 

"Welcome to the frat house." Harry says, opening the door to a middle sized house. "Wow, it actually looks really neat. I expected it to be all trashed and I expected a party." I say surprised by the silence that is spread through the house. "Tonight the house a few streets further is throwing a party so everyone's gone." Harry laughs. 

He leads me upstairs to his room. "Sorry, I don't have a luxury flat with a spare bedroom." He says joking a little. "Oh that's fine, we'll just share a bed. Nothing we haven't done before." I wink at him. Harry laughs. "You have such a dirty mind." 

"No it's you who's thinking dirty. All I said was that this wouldn't be the first time we shared a bed." I point a finger at him, trying to keep myself from laughing. Harry shakes his head as he places my suitcase next to the bed. "What do you want for dinner?" He asks me putting his hands on his hips. "Nandos. It's been a while since I had that." I answer him, already on my way out of the room. It's 8 pm and I still haven't had dinner. I'm starving. 

"Why? You love that place." He asks me, grabbing his car keys and putting on his coat. "I guess I stopped going after you left for London." I shrug. "Aww did you miss me?" He cooed. "Uh yeah." I say in a 'duh'-tone. "Of course I did. You are like my brother." I say, my smile falling as I think about brothers. Harry notices and rubs my back, slowly pushing me out the door. "It's okay. Don't let it ruin the night." He whispers in my ear before getting in the car.

"You know, me and Niall are hanging out lately." I tell Harry as he turns the corner and makes his way to the nearest Nandos. "He's the guy that got stabbed right?" Harry asks me. "Yeah, he is." I swallow hard, not really liking this topic. "I thought you didn't like him or something." He frowns, his eyes still on the road. "Yeah, but I guess I misjudged him." I shrug. "I kind of fell in love with him along the way." I add. Harry's eyes widen and he turns his head so he's looking at me. "You what?!" He exclaims utterly surprised. 

"I fell in love with him, and he fell in love with me. Simple as that." I shrug. Well, honestly it's not simple at all but he doesn't have to know about Niall's problems beside the drugs. "I'm happy for you." He smiles while turning back to the road. I smile at that. He knows how I afraid I was of falling in love again and the fact that he's happy I did now means a lot to me. 

"We are here." Harry says after a while, opening the door and stepping out. I check my phone for a text from Niall but nothing has arrived. He wanted me to text when I arrived. Why isn't he answering? I shrug as I get out of the car myself. He's probably out of something. 

"Oh my God. I missed this so much!" I say as I take my first bite of Nandos in two years. "Are there any other restaurants you haven't went to every since I left Cheshire?" Harry asks me with his mouth full. "TGI Fridays." I say after thinking for a minute. "That is... wow." Is all Harry says. "I'm disappointed, Smith." He adds jokingly. "I know. You'll have to take me there sometime this week then." I mumble while taking a bite. "Oh I will. How are you even alive if you haven't had TGI Fridays in two years?" He promises me as he looks at me like I'm crazy.

"I don't even know. Let me eat. I missed Nandos." I stick my tongue out at him. I clear my plate withing a few minutes and wipe my mouth with a napkin. "Shall we leave? I'm really tired." I ask Harry. "I'm not even finished. How the hell have you finished twice the ammount of food that I have in such little time?" He tries to eat as fast as he can but until now he's failing miserably. "I talk fast, I eat fast. You should try it sometime." I smirk.