in the amish (h.s. fanfic)

chapter 4

- what?" I ask. He shrugs. "No..you need to go." I say. "Joy..I thought we were becoming friends." I shake my head. He gives me a confused look. I cross my arms across my chest. "Joy sounds like a nickname that a friend will give you, and I'm not your friend nor will I ever be." I quote back from the first time we met. He sighs, "I didn't mean it." I give him a glare. "Wow, for a guy 'who doesn't mean it', you sure sound bipolar." He clenches his teeth. "I'm not bipolar." I give him a look that says, Really? "I'm not. Forget it, I'm trying for no specific reason." He walks out.

I hear a knock on my door. I open it, "Hey!" It's Annabell and Niall. "Louis and Liam are coming over too." Niall says giving me a sweet smile. I nod. "What was up with hunky Harry?" I roll my eyes. "He's just a jerk." I say. Niall laughs and I look at him. "What?" I ask. "You should've seen the look on your face when ya said that."Well it's true." I say.

"NO FEAR, SUPERMAN IS HERE!," we turn to see Louis munching on a carrot. We giggle. "Hey mates," Liam says. We give him a "hi" back. We talk about school, and we eat Nana's homemade pizza. "This is actually quite good," Liam says. "What do you think, Lou?" Louis makes a face, "It's okay, but I prefer carrots." I speak up," Which reminds me, we have carrot cake downstairs." I say. His eyes widen. "Okay, you are officially my best friend." He says, looking serious. I laugh and I head to the kitchen and bump into someone. "Sorry," I mumble and brush past Harry, and he grabs my wrist. "Let me go," I say looking away. He loosens his grip, "I just wanted to say sorry." I look away, "It's fine," I say. He lets go and I put carrot cake on the plates.

Harry tries to talk to me again but apparently he doesn't get the hint that I really don't wanna talk to him. My friends left a while ago, and Nana was sewing at her friend's house. So all was left was Harry and I. It's kind of boring, no t.v,, computers , WiFi. "You...seem bored." Harry says, trying to break the silence. I ignore him. I mean all we're going to do is get into another fight.

I think he noticed that I was trying to ignore him, so he tries to get a peep out of me. I can ignore really good. I decide to make chocolate chip cookies to pass the time, and I wanted to surprise Nana. The flour was on a really, high shelf. And that kind of ticked me off. Harry extends his arm and grabs the flour, I reach my hand out for it, but he takes it back. " Do I get a please?" I roll my eyes, "Please, your majesty?" I say sarcastically. He's really annoying the hell out of me. He chuckles and hands me the flour. I turn to get a cup of water for the baking, but I noticed that Harry was still there. "Can I help you?" I asked sarcastically. He laughs, "Ya know you're really sarcastic." I roll my eyes. I try to open the small oven but it wouldn't budge. Harry chuckles and puts his hands on mine, and shows me how to open it. "Like this," he whispers in my ear. I shiver but my rebel side takes over, "Get away from me." Harry steps forward. "Or what? You're in my damn house." I shove him and he grips my wrist. "Let me go!" I yell. "No we need to talk." I bite his hand and he instantly lets go. "You don't own me. " I yell and run upstairs to my room. I lock the door and sit behind it. So he won't be able to get in.