Scared

Chapter sixteen

I slowly opened my eyes, the sun peaking in through my curtains.

Rolling over, I see Harry's figure sleeping.

I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes and getting out of bed and straight into the shower, leaving Harry to sleep away.

Turning on the water, I slid down the wall, waiting for it to heat up, staring blankly at the running water, until steam began to rise from it.

After my shower, I checked up on Harry, who was still sleeping in the same position.

I jogged downstairs in search for food, since I didn't eat last night.

When I reached the fridge, it had a yellow sticky note stuck to the handle.

Grabbing it, it was a quick note from Luke.

Went to band practice early today. Won't be home until 5.

-Luke

p.s. I told you he'd get handsy

Laughing, I stuck the note in one of my sweater pockets, opening the fridge door to reveal lots of food.

I took the closest item near my face, which was doughnuts.

I shut the door, already eating down the treat.

"Ariana?" A sleepy Harry stumbles into the kitchen.

"Good morning." I smile, finishing off the doughnut.

"Morning? Don't you mean afternoon?" Harry asks, pointing at the stove's clock.

2:14 pm

"Oh." I sucked in my cheeks,"Well good afternoon."

"I should probably go back." Harry says, turning around.

"No!" I nearly shout,"Stay with me until Luke gets home, please."

"If you want to." He shrugs, coming over to me.

I let out a little "yay" and wrap my arms around his shirtless body.

We decided on watching Pokemon because there was nothing else good to watch at the moment.

"Pokemon's just the cutest." I giggle,"It's all about chasing your dreams and never giving up. I just love that."

"What are your dreams?" Harry suddenly asks, entwining our fingers together.

"Pardon?"

"You know, your dreams. What do you want to do in life?"

"I've always wanted to do something with music. I have so much passion for music, music this, music that." I smile, knowing that music helps me with everything I struggle with in my life.

"So you wanna be a singer." He states.

"Yeah, I actually do." I rub his thumb,"In fact, Luke and I have both been accepted into a music collage in London. It's great we're in the same school, but I won't see him too often. We both have different classes and obviously we won't have the same dorms." I explain to him.

"London, huh?"

"I know." I sigh,"It's really far. What am I gonna do without you?"

"Hey, this is your dream. Don't let me stop you from living it. We might not see eachother often, but there's always a phonecall." He smiles, getting up from his position.

"I've been talking about myself too much. Now it's your turn." I get up as well.

He sits opposite of me, tangling our legs together.