The Boy In The Basement// h.s AU✅

TBITB|| XLIII

Chapter Forty-Three of 'The Boy In The Basement':

It's been two days since Harry and I have been introduced to Bethany. To be honest, I would love to hang out with her more often, she seems really nice, and I could use some girlfriends here. I'm sorry to say this, but being surrounded by guys is starting to get on my nerves. I need t o have girl time, go shopping, and all that other stuff. We all know guys will do that with their girlfriends, be we also know that deep down inside, they want to kill themselves.

Jocelyn has been around more frequently, and I'm starting to enjoy her company. Her and Dad are attached at the hip, and I find it adorable. Dad told me that he was thinking about asking her out on a date, then maybe popping the question of her becoming his girlfriend.

I'm very happy for both of them, and I really hope that happens soon, but I'm having doubts. It's not about them though- it's about Kathy. What would she say? She would make drama out of it, I'm sure of it.

Zayn is well. He came over yesterday, and Harry and him caught up. He tagged Niall along, so Niall and I cooked cookies in the kitchen. Scratch that, I cooked cookies. Niall was eating all of the cookie dough behind my back, which was funny, but irritating. I've been more irritated lately, and we know it's because of the pregnancy.

I know I'm young, but I really want this baby. But, I also have my doubts on it too. I need to finish high school, and then go to college. Harry offered to watch the baby (if we do consider trying again when Harry turns) while I'm off at school. That was very flattering, but I'm not sure if I'm completely comfortable with it. I don't know, it's confusing for me.

"Hey, babe?" Harry's voice echoed into my room, and I turned my head from the book in my hands to my door. Harry was leaning against the door frame.

"Harry." I mocked, looking back down at my hard-cover copy of If I Stay. It's so excellent so far, and I believe that when they make it into a movie (because I've heard the rumors), it'd make an excellent film. Well that's just my opinion.

"Get dressed into something warm, and comfortable because I'm taking you out tonight."

Before I had a chance to answer, he quickly shut my door and walked away. I sighed, sitting up and marking my page with the bookmark. I laid the book down on my neatly-made bed, and pushed myself off from it.

Where in the world would Harry be taking me? Hasn't he forgot he's still technically dead? And people could recognize him because of the homicide that happened over 200 years ago? Maybe I'm over exaggerating, but you can't blame me for feeling skeptical about it.

I grabbed some cloths and walked down to my bathroom, switching the light off to on, and shutting the door behind me. I leaned against the door with my hand behind my back, and looked around the bathroom.

My eyes wandered down the the sink, and I instantly smiled. I had my first kiss there. I mean, when he kissed me, he wasn't human. Would that still be considered my first kiss? Anyways, I wasn't sure so that's why I considered Miles as my first kiss. I regret being friends with that douche.

But, you can't change what you did, and you have to live with it.

I turned on the water, adjusting the temperature and flipping the shower lever up, then closed the curtains. I stripped off my cloths, and looked at myself in the mirror. My hands absent mindedly found their way to my stomach.

I smiled slightly. I have a baby growing in there. Well, the best it can grow. It's still all so unreal to me, but I've learned how to just live with it.

I stepped into the shower, instantly being relaxed by the hot water hitting my back. The water relaxed my tensed muscles and I closed my eyes, dipping my head backwards to where it was under the shower head.

After I finished, I stepped out and wrapped a white fluffy towel around my body. I grabbed a second towel, wrapped it around my head to ring out my sobbing wet hair. I dried myself off and began getting changed.

I wore tight blue jeans, a black Rolling Stones t-shirt and then I decided to wear a gray sweater over that. I mean, he's taking me out tonight, and it gets chilly at night here. I brushed out my hair, throwing it into a neat bun at the top of my head with a strand of my side bangs left down.

You look beautiful.

I smiled and looked down at my hands. "Don't look down, love. I want to see that beautiful smile of yours." I jumped against the sink counter and looked at Harry with a startled expression, who was only smirking at me.

"Scare you?" he asked innocently.

"No, not at all, idiot." My voice held sarcasm as I rolled my eyes. Harry only smiled at me and then shook his head.

"Ouch, that one hurt. Do you usually insult guys like that?" asked Harry.

"Only to the ones who have curly hair, green eyes and dimples." I patted his chest as I walked past him and out of the bathroom. I heard his deep chuckle come from behind me and I smiled like a fool.

"Um, do you even have a license?" I asked as Harry started up my car. I pulled the seat belt over my chest and pushed it in the slot, my eyes never leaving Harry.

"Alice, don't worry. I've got this all handled out." he assured me.

"Okay, do you even know how to drive?!" I asked a bit more forcefully and with worry behind my voice.

"I've drove lawnmowers before, babe. How much different can it be?"

"Are you crazy?! You're going to get us killed!" I said.

"Who's 'us'?" he asked, totally ignoring the dying part. I'm pretty sure dying to him doesn't scare him anymore, but I'll never be sure.

"You, me and our baby." I said quietly. I looked down as Harry continued to stare at me, his hand resting on the steering wheele.

I felt his hand land on my thigh, and he gave it a reassuring squeeze, "I was only joking, Alice. Of course I have a license."

I let out a sigh of relief, and he rolled his eyes. Harry removed his hand from my leg and put it on the steering wheel, starting to reverse the car around.

"Wow, I can't believe you actually fell for that."

This is short, but I have a really good idea for the next chapter!

Okay, I need to get this out of my way. . .

Please stop hating on Bethany in the comments! It isn't fair that she's getting hate. It isn't cool, so please stop. Sorry if I sound rude, but she's my friend and she doesn't like the hate she's getting. She's the perfect girl for the role of Louis' girlfriend. I understand if you guys beg to differ, that's okay. But please stop sending her hate, I apreciate it. :)

I love you guys so, so much! I have like a month left before school... Freshmen year is going to suck unicorn balls.

-Tasha xoxo