Two Night Stand // h.s

06

CHAPTER 6

-Arizona’s POV-

I flush the toilet and walk back to the small living room, where Harry was playing one player table tennis, letting the ball bounce on the wall and hitting it back.

“Hey, uhm, do you have a laptop or something I can use?” I ask politely.

“Er, yeah,” he replies, walking off to go get one.

I sit on the single couch as he comes back with those big, fat old ones.

God, I hope I know how to use this. And, it better not be slow because I swear I will literally throw it out the window.

I hate slow laptops.

“Thanks,” I mumble, as he hands it over to me.

I log into my Facebook, immediately finding photos of Duke and his girlfriend Becca at the club with the caption ‘great night with my baby, now we’re snowed in. Ah well, having some fun time ;).’

I groan, causing Harry to turn around to face me, giving me a weird but weirdly cute look. I look up at him just as the ping pong ball hits back at his face. I laugh out loud, shaking my head and focusing my eyes back on the laptop.

A few minutes pass and the sound of the ball hitting the racquet and wall starts irritating me.

“Do you… Possibly have headphones?” I ask, getting really tired of the annoying, reoccurring sound of the stupid hollow ball hitting the wall.

Harry stops.

“Uh, Arizona?” He questions. I can see him looking at me from the corner of my eye.

“What? What happened?” I say, still focusing on the laptop.

“What happened? You, happened,” he says. “What is that?”

I look up at him, then to the direction he’s pointing at.

My eyes widen as I slowly put the laptop on the couch, standing up.

“Uh, fuck!” I say, running my hands through my hair, rushing behind him as he walks to the bathroom door.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of it,” Harry says, about to open the door.

“No. No, no, no,” I command, grabbing his arm, pulling him back. “You just… You step away. I am not going to let you hold this against me,” I say. “You can just… Uh, go to your room!” I demand. I take both my shoes off and turn to face the bathroom door when I see Harry slowly walking away.

I walk in the bathroom, stepping on the cold, wet floor with my tippy toes.

“Ew, so gross!” I say to myself. I walk to the toilet see water quickly coming out of it. I open the lid using the tip of my fingers, then lean over to the drain on the wall connecting to the toilet.

I try and twist the handle to stop the water from coming out.

“It just… Keeps coming!” I say, grunting.

“Hey, you got to turn the knob,” I hear Harry call out.

“No, I mean the punishments from the universe!” I say back, grabbing multiple towels and placing it on the wet floor. The water finally turns off and all I need to do now is plunge the article out.

I look for a plunger but he didn’t have one. Who doesn’t have a plunger?

“Where the fuck is your plunger!?” I call out