Minerva's POV
Harry locks the door and starts taking his jacket off and walks towards me and whispers in my ear something that send chills down my spine.
I ignored what he just said to me and push pass him to pick up the bag he had thrown on the floor. " Why are you so afraid? Why..."
I look at Harry and he stops, "okay.... okay... I'm not going to say nothing ...." and puts his hands in the air. Damn, his hands were so big.
"Did you hear me"
I look at Harry and told him no I didn't and he shook his head. "I said where can I hang my clothes" Harry replied.
I showed him were he could put his clothes in my closet and he took the bag out of my hand and started to hang it. As he finish placing all his clothes in the closet, he turned to face me and said "It's a bit too hot in here" and asked me if he should take his sweater off.
He looked at me for a reply and I just shrugged. He placed the bag in which the clothes came in, on my counter and started to take his sweater off.
I sat there on my phone until I heard Harry groan because his sweater got stuck and he couldn't take it off. I got up and tried to pull it and I couldn't. "Pull harder.....ughhhhh...pull with all your force Minerva" Harry said impatiently, still stuck. I grab the shirt and placed my hand on his stomach.
I pulled down and now the shirt came off but as the shirt moved down, my hand did too. It moved down and Harry just looked at me. I got up and he threw the sweater in the closet.
"Thanks for helping me there" he said had we both headed to the living room where everyone where watching the tv.
"Do you know where Nyckole is ?" Niall asked and Marlen replied that she had left to her boyfriends house.
Niall got up and sat right next to me, he laid his head on my shoulder and hugged me and I hugged him back. He looked up at me and I started playing with his blonde hair which was starting to grow out.
For some reason I always love playing or just even touching a boys hair.... Im just weird.
I looked at Harry and he looked at me and saw that Niall was still hugging me. "Get the fuck off Niall" Harry said and then Niall said back to him in less than a second " You're just pissed off that your not in the position that I am at right now, you cunt"
I looked at Harry and his nostrils flaired and he got up and headed to the kitchen. "I'm sorry Minerva...its just tha-" I looked at Niall and told him it was okay and asked him if he could get off so I can go talk to Harry and he did as I told him.
I got up and Louis just told me to leave him alone but I still walked over to the kitchen and as soon as I opened the door Harry looked at me, with an angry look.
"Please .... just leave me alone right no-". No I said and Harry looked at me and walked over to me.
"It was not a question.. It was a command" he said as he stared deep in my eyes.
"What the hell is wrong with you Harold" I told Harry and he just pushed by me heading out the kitchen. I follow him and he leaded me upstairs, to my room.
I sit down on my bed and wait for an answer as Harry is walking back and forth in my room. My door opens and its Niall. "I'm so sor-". "Don't worry about it... it wasn't you" I hear Harry tell him and Niall leaves and Harry locks the door.
