Forever and Always x

It's Prankin' time!

These past few weeks have been hell. Funny at times, but hell. I've been winding Harry up, but he's been getting me back, not quite how I was planning this to go. Oh well, Harry is quite easy to annoy, and it's very entertaining.

I started off by putting glue in the soap dispenser first, not very inventive, I know, but it had a brilliant result! The glue must have been quite strong because it dried extremely quick and he stormed out of the bathroom, his hands, pretty much stuck together, a huge scowl covering his face.

"Who the HELL did this?!" he yells, forcing me to stifle a giggle. I keep a straight face as Louis bursts out laughing and says,

"Dude! What did you do?" Harry's eyes widen,

"What did I do? This wasn't me! Somebody has obviously swapped the soap!" Louis laughs louder, making Harry more angry, Louis voice goes all high as he protests,

"Well it wasn't me!". Harry frowns and his eyes dart over to me, as I look around awkwardly,

"LOTTIE!" my eyes slowly drift up to look at him. Finding it hard to keep a straight face, I say,

“Me?!” I make my eyes big and pout, looking 'upset', “You think it was me?” I whimper innocently.

“I know it was you!” he shouts, attempting to gesture something with his hands, then realising that he cant, only sending Louis into a further fit of giggles.

“Oh, you bitch!” I have to laugh now, as Louis stands up, takes Harry's arm and leads him into the kitchen, still laughing hysterically. It must have taken them both about an hour to get it all off. I read the label after and I sued the extra strong stuff, see. I did make sure I changed it back though, of course.

Harry got me back for this by hiding my things. Like, everything I use daily. Things I can't live without. My make up, hair-dryer, brush, straighteners and crap loads more. It wound me up like nobody's business and I spent at least half an hour looking for them, only to find out that Harry had hung them off the ceiling all down the stairs to the flats.

To thank him for his kind, kind gesture, I crept into his room when he was out with Louis, and decided to give his room a little, re-vamp. Nothing major, but you know. I swapped his duvet cover with a pink flowery one, with pink fluffy cushions and a blanket. I put posters of fairies and ponies on the walls, fairy lights around the door. I even bought him some cute little pink princess pyjamas in his size, how sweet am I? To finish the new look, I took all of his clothes from his wardrobe and left them in plastic bags outside the flat. Satisfied with the results, I left his room looking lovely and went to check my emails.

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Harry drifts through the front door about half an hour later, Louis following shorty after. He jumps on the sofa next to me, slipping his arm around my shoulders. Harry pulls a face and I see him walk of to his room.

“Sup cuz?” he asks me, smiling madly. I shrug,

“Not much” I say as I hear a cry from the direction of Harry's room.

"LOTTIE WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE?!”

“Oh, except for that” I smile back at Louis at he raises his eyebrows at me, his mouth a little crooked, d though he's not sure whether or not to smile. The he suddenly jumps over the back of the sofa and speeds over to Harry's room, curious as to what I have done.

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Oh I do make myself laugh. So much actually that I now have the hiccups, which as a result it winding Harry up even more, 'cause he's trying to watch t.v. Every now and again he turn to face me, narrows his eyes and gives me a death glare. He keeps tutting and sighing every few seconds too. I don't really care, to be quite honest with you, it doesn't bother me. I think, in a way, it's quite hilarious. This isn't just because of me making Harry's room beautiful that he's annoyed though, well it it that, a little bit.