Two Night Stand // h.s

05

-Arizona’s POV-

I walk down the metal stairs to the door of the building. Who does he think he is, basically calling me a slut? I’ve explained to him before we did this thing that it was my first time!

I reach the bottom of the stairs and stick my hands out to the door, to push it open, but it wouldn’t budge. I look at the door and push it harder, but no luck.

I then wipe the frosted glass to see that the snow had fallen almost half way up the door.

“Ah, shit!” I exclaim.

I look outside again, pressing my forehead onto the window on the door.

I hear someone coming down from the steps, and his voice.

“-was horrible! She was so fucking hot but her attitude was sleezy.  So that’s my morning. Look I can- ahh,” he says, holding a laundry basket while on the phone. “Look, mum, I will call you back,” he says and hangs up the phone.

Oh, the awkwardness.

“Er, hi there, it’s Harry, right?” I say while nodding my head. He moves a bit closer to me and slightly nods.

“What, is there a little snow outside?” he scoffs.

He moves me over and tries pushing the door open. I lean my back against the wall and stare at him

“Holy shit that’s a lot of snow,” he says.

He turns his head and smirks, me smirking back- as a joke.

“Hmm,”

“Hmmm,”

“So, would you like to come back up?” he asks.

“Yes, please,” I whisper, looking down.

-

“Well folks, hope you’re not planning on going anywhere anytime soon because it ain’t gonna happen. We are seeing record snowfalls. This baby came through overnight and has literally turned New York white! Tens of thousands of people are stuck in their homes and all the transportation unit has been shut down. The streets haven’t even been ploughed! So get cosy folks, it’s going to be a long weekend.”

Harry and I sit on the opposite side of the couch together, listening to the weather man. Harry was just randomly twisting a rubix cube. Could this week get any better?

-

“Zeke you have go to do something,” I try and say quietly. “Please get me out of here, this is the worst!”

I was in the kitchen while Harry was on the couch, now laying down on it doing some kind of puzzle.

“Babe, have you even heard the news? There’s nothing we can do,” he replies.

I can actually hear a sort of music coming from the phone and Diane whispering.

“Can’t you just like helicopter me out or something?” I beg, hearing laughter.

“Is that Diane? Are you really laughing at me?” I say spontaneously.

“No, no. Just make the best of it and we’ll rescue you ask soon as we can, okay? I promise,” he assures.

“No, no, no, no, no. You have to help me out!” I say, surely I was not whispering anymore.

“Sorry Hun, I can’t hear you,” he says, as I hear Diane giggles.

“Zeke! Please,” I beg some more.

He doesn’t reply and all I can hear is them making out.

I let out a groan and end the call.