Friends to Strangers

Chapter 1

( A/N : Hope you like this story! If it's not too much, go check out my other book! BTW: the picture above is Lily James who plays Kaitlyn! )

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Kaitlyn's POV

"Harry?" I speak into the phone hoping he wasn't sleeping. "Yeah?" He mumbles.

"You were sleeping, weren't you? Never mind go back to sleep.."

"Nah it's okay. What's up?"

"Party was canceled so I have nothing to do. Wanna come over?"

"I don't know if I can..."

"Harry!!!"

"Kaitlyn!!!" He says mocking me.

"Pleeaassseee..!!"

"Okay! I'll be over in a bit. Bye."

I hang up and lye down on my bed with my arms to my sides.

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I imeidietly go downstairs when I hear Harry's car pull up the driveway. I hear a knock on my door & open it. This whole time I'm just hoping my parents aren't awake and think there's a burglar in our house. I open the door to see Harry. His hair is across his forehead swooped to the side. He was wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants and a beanie.

"I'm surprised you didn't come naked." I tell him and let out a chuckle. "Are your parents awake?" He asks. I couldn't help but smile to his tired voice. "Nope." I responded popping the 'p'.

We walk upstairs up to my bedroom. Harry lyres down on my bed as I sit next to him. He turns around to face me resting his face on his hand.

"Why did you want me to come over?" He asks sitting up rubbing his eyes. "I didn't want to be alone on Saturday night.. does you mom know your here?" I tell him slightly raising my voice.

"Yes. I don't want her to think I snuck out." He spoke soft enough for me to hear.

"Aww. Your such a good boy." I say smiling, punching his cheeks.

"I. Am. Not!" He responded punching my bed.

"Okay, okay! Are you hungry?"

"Very...!"

"Okay then, let's go to Taco Bell." I swear wen I said that, his eyes lot up in excitement.

"Yes! Let's go!" He grabbed my wrist and we went downstairs, outside the door, into his car.

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Once we came back to my house when we finished our food, we silently went back to my room.

Harry lyes, facedown on my bed. I laugh at how exhausted he is. I hear him moan still faced down on my bed. He gets off his shoes and beanie and slides under the covers.

"Can I sleep over?" He asks with his eyes closed.

"Harry, that was the point of you coming over here." I slightly giggle and sit on my bed.

"Oh.." He says and then puts his phone on the bed-side table. I get under the covers on the opposite side of Harry and close my eyes, feeling my eyelids heavy already.

"Goodnight, Harry."

Goodnight, Kaitlyn.."

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~ clvssicpxyne