TROUBLE

Chapter 10 "Aubriana"

 (Summer’s POV)

I fluttered my eyes open to see snow falling heavily outside the window. 

How cliché. 

I rolled over and my eyes were graced with the sight of Harry drooling in his sleep. I giggled as quietly as possible then reached out to gently shake him awake. 

"Harry." No response. This kid sleep like the dead. "Come on, Harry. It's Christmas."

He groaned and snatched the pillow from under his head to cover his face with it. "No, not yet. Let’s sleep some more."

"No, your parents will be here in 4 hours and we still have to make food." I slid out of bed and walked towards the door, "You better be up when I get out of the shower."

He scoffed, "Or what?"

"Or I'll beat you up" I smiled at his laughter as I left the room and went into the bathroom. I was literally in the shower for all of five minutes before Harry came in claiming to pee.

"Seriously, Harry?"

"Do you want me to wet myself?" I could hear the sound of him peeing and it was making me cringe like no other.

"You could've peed outside for god's sake!"

"I'm a civilized human being. Why would I go outside when I have a toilet to use?" I rolled my eyes at his shadow moving across the shower curtain.

"Where are you hiding my present, Summer?"

I smirked, "Not telling!"

"Fine." He grumbled before walking out of the bathroom. 

“But it better be worth the wait.” I looked down at my feet. Thanks for making me second guess my present, jackass. "And I um...I found your makeup bag. It was in your room."

I smiled, "Harry, do you smell that?"

"Smell what? It wasn't me."

"Seriously, you don't smell it?"

"What am I smelling for?"

I laughed "The smell of bullshit. I knew you had my damn makeup bag." He laughed with me. "If you haven't noticed I bought all new stuff, so I don't need that anymore. You can keep it; you need it more than I do."

I heard him gasp, "Ya really mean it Summer? I can keep it all for myself?!" He said sarcastically.

I laughed at him as I washed the shampoo out of my hair. "Get out, Harry."

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"Summer." He called from the living room. I followed his voice to find him holding a medium sized box wrapped in shiny silver paper with a red bow on top. "Um...Merry Christmas, babe."

I was 100% positive I was blushing horribly, "Yours is under the couch." I made my way towards him and took the silver box then waited for him to retrieve his own present.

"This is wrapped well." He stated flipping it around as he examined the paper. “I had to get Zayn to wrap yours for me.”

"Don't flip it around." I warned. "It might break."

His hands froze. "Oh." We stood a good five feet from each other, just staring, waiting for one of us to do something. This is painfully awkward. He cleared his throat, starling me a little. "You wanna go first...?"

I swallowed, "Sure..." I slowly ripped the paper off the box, keeping my eyes locked on his. "This isn't a gag gift, is it?" I smirked. "It won't be a box of tampons or something?"