Addictive

Chapter 2

Arianas POV

God damn school.

I fucking hate school and I know i will accomplish nothing in life, unlike Harry.

Harry's the smartest kid in school, he always scores the highest on all the tests, and me, I get the lowest scores, and I'm like the dumbest kid in school.

Apparently he's mr perfect, he's good at everything. He's good in school, he sings like an angel, he's good at sports, and I could go on. But I don't really give a shit.

All that I care is about is our friendship, and I want nothing more. I mean, even if I did- which I would never- he would never want to have a serious relationship with me. There are so many girls that are so much better than me going head over heel for Harry. He would pick them over me anyday. Not that I care anyways.

"Ari bear I'm here!" Harry jokingly yells out, with jazz hands in the air.

I chuckle.

"How were mum's cookies?" I ask

"Great, actually. Love, lets get going on your essay."

We sit together on my bed, but for a long while, he doesnt speak. He just stares at me .

I snap my fingers infront of his face.

"If you aren't going to help me, fucking leave." I snarl, jokingly, laughing at the expression on his face.

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After 3 hours of working on the essay, Harry fell asleep on my bed. He basically did the whole thing for me. He looks pretty cute when he sleeps. He snores a little, with his chest rising steadily. His curls fall perfectly onto his face. He smells like cologne, too much cologne. It doesn't really bother me though. I put a blanket over him, and kiss his cheek. I smile, as I get off the bed.

"No Ariana don't leave" Harry whispers, still closing his eyes.

"Y your awake?" I ask, suprised.

"Of course Ari, I'm just a great actor." he replies.

Oh shit. It's not like I have feelings for him or anything but it's embarrasing. I kissed his cheek and stared at him like a crazy maniac.

"I i'm just gonna sleep next to Frankie" I say before quickly rushing out of my room. I'm so embarrassed. Harry follows me out, and I just try to walk away from him. He grabs my arm, and turns me around to face him. His grip is so strong, I can't move at all.

"Oh good, are you leaving now? Goodnight" I say, trying to break away the awkwardness.

"No but I'm going to do this" He picks me up bridal style and carries me back to my room, and I blush. I want to yell at him to stop, but it's late at night and my mum and Frankie are asleep. He puts me down on my bed, and lies down next to me. He falls asleep just after seconds.

"Ugh whatever goodnight" I say quietly as I lie down next to Harry on my small bed.

I slept the best I've ever slept in a long time.

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