Terrible Things [h.s.]

Chapter 3 (pt. 2)

I woke up to the sound of squealing.

"Willow, jesus. What are you doing?" I asked, wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

"You and Harry! Oh my god, Moon, thisis crazy! It's gonna be awesome! HE LIKES YOU SO MUCH, OH MY FUCK," Willow was screaming, laughing happily.

"I know," I smiled. "I'm gonna invite him over today."

Willow looked at me with an expression of mock guilt. "Oh yeah," she said. "He's on his way here."

"Fuck. I need to get ready!" I yelled, jumping up off the bed. I walked over to the dresser and noticed a neat pile of clothes. I smiled at Willow. "Thanks," I said, admiring the light wash jeans and blue long sleeved shirt.

"Oh, and breakfast is in the kitchen. P.S. You're welcome," Willow said with a small smile.

"Woah," I was a little surprised. "You actually cooked?"

"Are you fucking stupid? I went to McDonalds," Willow said, laughing.

"Ahh, of course. I should have expected as much." I walked out of the bedroom just as a knock sounded at the door. "Come in," I said loudly. The door opened and Harry stepped inside. He was shivering.

When he looked up at me, I blushed. His long sleeved grey shirt brought out the green in his eyes. He just looked amazing standing there, cheeks flushed, flipping his hair. "Hey," he said. He sounded kinda shy.

"Hey," I smiled. I turned and walked to the kitchen and he followed behind me. I retrieved two mugs from the counter and filled them with milk. I put them in the microwave and turned to face Harry.

He was watching me, and he looked captivated. I didn't know what to say. I suddenly felt insecure and nervous. I really did not want to mess this up, I like Harry a lot. From what Willow told me, he likes me a lot too though. Maybe this will turn into something special.

When the hot chocolate was done, I motioned for Harry to follow me into my bedroom. I set the mugs down on the nightstand and turned to Harry.

"What movie do you want to watch?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter, you can pick," he said. Disney movie it is.

Harry smiled to himself as I put in my favorite movie, The Lion King. "What?" I laughed. "This is the greatest movie ever. If you disagree, you may as well walk out now."

"I guess I better get going then," Harry said with mock sadness. He turned toward the door and took slow, dramatic steps toward it.

"No! Harry, please don't go," I said. When he stopped and turned to me, I saw the huge smile in his face and I couldn't help mine.

"I was just messing with you, Moon. I love The Lion King," he said.

"Yeas! You're so perfect, Harry!" I laughed. I sat down on the bed and turned the movie on. Harry came and sat down next to me, and we leaned against the headboard and sipped our hot chocolate while we watched the movie. About halfway through, Harry put his arm around me.

Electricity shot through my body. I leaned into him, resting my head on his chest. I listened to the beat of his heart. It was loud and fast. I lifted up my hand to his chest, and his heart rate increased.

I loved to see the obvious way I affected him. It was cute, really. Of course, I had to admit that he had the same affect on me. My entire body hummed with energy from Harry. It was pure bliss, feeling this way from minimal touching.

My head rose and fell with his breathing. If I could, I would live in this moment forever. It just felt.. Perfect.

If only I had known what to come, I would've stopped then and there.

Author's Note

So heeyyyy sorry this chapter probably sucks but I'm tired and didn't really have any ideas so yeah just take what you can get and if you have a problem keep it to yourself unless you're Rach, then tell me all about it :DD anywhose have a great day

P.s. Ilysm be good and happy c: