Addictive

Chapter 1

Harrys POV

2009

Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

Why does she have to be so fucking clueless?

I care for her, I love her. I don't want to love her.

But love is a crazy thing, really.

I hate everyone who likes her. I hate everyone she likes.

Maybe she's just another crush.

But in reality, crushes never loves you back.

She's not just some other crush. I know it. I tuly love her.

I mean, I know everything about her and she knows everything about me.

"Harry? Haz? HAROLD!?"

"Y yes?" I must've been dozing off, oops.

"Harry aren't you gonna leave ya lil freak?" Ariana asks, scrunching her eyebrows. She's sitting on her couch, watching some movie with this stupid dumbass guy shes obssesed with. She's wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. No makeup, yet she looks so beautiful.

I sit on the seat next to her, as I put my arm around her shoulder.

"No I'm not leaving." I say looking at her beautiful face.

"Ugh just leave this isn't your house" She says, obviously annoyed.

"Well you can't mak-"

"HARRY!! I JUST BAKED SOME COOKIES TRY SOME BEFORE YOU LEAVE!!" Joan, Ariana's mom cuts me off, as she yells from the kitchen.

I smirk as I get up.

"Wait Harry, if your gonna stay do my homework." Ariana says.

"Depends, what homework?" I ask.

"The essay due tomorrow. Y'know for Ms.Cartel's class."

"Hell no. I'm not writing a 10 page essay for you."

"Please? Just help me atleast." she pleads, giving me an irresistable puppy dog face.

Fuck.

"Okay fine, only helping though. How much have you done already?" I give in.

"None of it" she giggles.

"Wow you idiot."

"HARRRYYY THE COOKIES!!"

Right.

"Coming Joan!" I yell back.

I start walking to the kitchen, and all of a sudden something pounces onto my back with two arms around my neck. I turn my face to see Ariana's smiling face. My heart starts beating fast.

"Your gonna help me right?" she asks, kissing my left cheek.

How could I ever say no?

"Of course, love" I reply, grinning.

She pokes my dimple and skips away to her room happily.

I love her so much.