change- h.s.

11

"Hey Emma" Clare greeted with a smile as I opened the door to Harry's studio.

"Hi" I smiled back, greeting the rest of the band.

"Any idea how long Harry will be?" Adam asked, tuning his bass.

"He left like five minutes after me, so not long" I shrugged, setting down my book bag and sitting in the bean bag.

"Hi everyone" Harry greeted, walking in the door.

"Hi angel" He smiled at me, leaning down to meet my height.

"I'm gonna record my new single in the next room and then i'm gonna come back and write the second verse of a new song" He explained, kissing my forehead.

"Sounds good, have fun" I smiled back, reaching in my book bag to grab my textbook.

"Hey cutie" Harry greeted, entering the studio alone.

"Hey" I sighed, shutting my text book.

"You struggling?" He asked, taking a seat on my lap, causing me to laugh out loud.

"Mhm" I hummed, pressing my cheek against his back.

"What subject?" He asked, leaning back against me as I wrapped my arms around his waist.

"AP trig" I said, letting my body melt into his.

"I don't even know what that is" He laughed.

"When we get home we should build a fort" Harry spoke, interrupting our comfortable silence.

"That would be so fun" I smiled against his book, the door to the studio opening.

"Look at you two!" Mitch joked, smiling at the both us.

"Watch out Mitchy, she's stealing your man" Sarah teased, laughter erupting from all of us.

"Lets record!" Harry shouted, getting up from my lap.

"The music you sent last week right?" Adam asked, Harry nodding in confirmation.

"She walked away threw a cheap pack of cigarettes, hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect"

"And all the boys they were saying they were into it"

"Such a pretty face"

Harry winked at me.

"On a pretty neck"

"Pretty neck huh?" I teased as we entered his home, walking into the living room.

"That lyric is about you" He admitted, walking into his bedroom.

"Hopefully not the baby part" I joked, him laughing.

"Just the pretty face on a pretty neck" He confirmed, turning around to give me a smile.

"How is a neck pretty?" I chuckled, taking a seat on his bed.

He didn't respond as he looked through his dresser drawers, picking out comfy clothes.

He tossed me a pair of grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt.

"Whats this for?" I asked.

"To be comfy in a fort, now change" He winked, walking into the bathroom.

I changed quickly, still wondering how a neck could be pretty and partially freaking out on how a lyric was written about me.

"You look so cute in my clothes" Harry smiled, walking out of the bathroom, wearing the same thing as me, except his fit, mine fell off of me.

"I bet you'd look cuter in mine" I winked, walking over to him.

"Oh yes, I think those cute little denim skirts would fit me soooo well" He played along, pulling me in a hug.

"Lets get building"

So we did, getting chairs from the dining room and tucking the sheets into the couch so it would stay. We made it big enough for the two of us and so that we could see the television and nothing else.

"Chinese food?" Harry asked, holding his phone in his hand.

"Yes please" I smiled, walking over to him and wrapping my arms around his waist.

As he started ordering, he let my arms stay around his waist, and my head rest against his chest. Every step he took to pace around his home, making sure I took every step with him.

"Okay, thank you" He ended the call, putting his phone and his pocket and looking at me.

"Attached much?" He teased, wrapping his arms around my neck.

"Just a tiny bit" I joked, kissing his chest.

"Noooooo!" I sighed staring at the tv, getting mad at Jim because Pam is obviously for him.

"We all know how it ends up" Harry laughed, leaning back into his pillows.

"Whatever" I yawned, scooting over to him.

He wrapped his arm behind my neck, letting my head rest on his bicep.

"I had really fun today" He sighed, kissing the top of my head.

"I have a question about today actually" I paused, looking up at Harry, his eyes awaiting the question.

"How do I have a pretty neck?" The same question he ignored.

"I mean you have a pretty face, and I- I don't know" He shook his head, his eyes hiding the truth.

"Thank you" I sighed, I knew that wasn't the truth but I just let it slide.

"I'm taking you to school?" He asked as my eyes shut.

"Mhm" I hummed, letting sleep take over.

"Hello?" I answered my phone at the end of lunch, walking out of the cafeteria with my phone pressed against my ear.

"Hey honey, you coming home tonight?" My dads soothing voice spoke through the phone.

"Yeah, I just have tutoring and to make up a test so I should be home around five" I explained, the lie easily rolling off of my lips.

"Sounds good, keep those grades up"

"Bye dad"

Harry was right on time, pulling up in his white Mercedes in a parking spot, me finding him easily.

"Hey" I smiled, putting my bookbag in the back seat.

"Hey cutie" He winked, waiting for me to buckle up before pulling off.

"How was school?" He asked once we entered his home.

"It was fine, nothing new" I sighed, entering his room and gathering my toiletries.

"How long till you have to go?" He asked, plopping down on his bed.

"Like an hour and a half" I responded.

Once I was done gathering my things I plopped down on his bed next to him, resting my head on his chest.

"Emma" He whispered, me lifting my head up to meet his eyes.

"You're so good to me" He frowned, meeting my eyes with his. His eyes were sad, not the same light green they were.

"I love you" He sighed, my eyes staying locked on his.

"I love you too, Harry" I smiled slightly, kissing his cheek.

"As my best friend" He added, causing a chuckle to leave my lips.

"As your best friend".

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they're getting pretty close ;)