It's Complicated... - H.S

Chapter 36: Black And White.

A/N: Last chapter):

MARIGOLD'S POV:

     I wake up by shakes, and I pull my covers over my eyes, not wanting to get out of bed just yet.

    "Goldie... It's christmas.." Harry's voice is warm, and sweet, but I groan.

    "How are you even in this room right now?" I ask, and he pulls the covers off of me.

    "Your parents let me up because everyone is down stairs, and they said you were still sleeping so I came to get you up." He tells me truthfully, and sits down on my bed.

    "I don't feel like getting out of bed yet." I mumble, and he gives me a look.

    "To be quite honest I don't care.. It's christmas, and you have to get out of bed because I said so." He speaks up, and I shake my head, crossing my arms over my chest as I lay down. "Fine... I'm going to say it... You're being a Grinch." He throws it out as if it was the worst insult he's heard, and I fight the smile on my lips.

    "I enjoy being a Grinch... Come here.." I reach out for him, and he moves back.

    "No. No kissing, or cuddling, or anything until you get your ass out of bed, and into the bathroom so you can get ready." He tells me, and I throw my hands down.

    "Harry I will not hesitate to throw a fucking temper tantrum if you don't kiss me right now." I threaten, and he sits back.

    "Go ahead then." He waves his hand, and I scoff.

    "Why do you hate me?" I whine, and sit up.

    "I don't hate you, I love you with my whole heart... Now get up." He mumbles, and I throw the covers off of me, standing up. He gives my ass a soft squeeze, and I slap his hand away.

    "Don't touch me." I snap, and he smirks.

    "I loooooveee youuuu." He pushes out, and I turn away from him.

    "Eat my ass." I mumble, walking towards the bathroom.

    "I would.. That's how much I love you, now get ready." He speaks up as I walk away, and I shake my head as I get into the bathroom, opening my bag so I can do my makeup. I get to work as he sits on my bed, and looks in on me. "I got you a present.." He tells me, and I smile into the mirror as I lean into it.

    "You already got me a present... Before we came here." I tell him, holding the key necklace between my fingers.

    "Well I got you another present, but I want to give it to you when everyone else isn't around.." I look out of the bathroom, mascara wand in my hand.

    "Harry...  I can't sleepover, or sneak out right now." I tell him, and he sighs.

    "I know... Doesn't mean I can't be with you alone at some point... I'll make sure of it." He smiles, and I shake my head.

    "You have way too many ideas, all of them being bad ones." I remind him, and he shrugs as I turn back to the mirror, flicking the mascara wand. I add blush, add highlight, brush through my eyebrows, and then through my hair. It's getting longer again, not anywhere near what it was, but longer than when I cut it.

    "Almost done, get dressed, come on." He ushers me to my closet, and I groan.

    "Why... What is the point? We are sitting in my living room so why do I have to get ready and wear anything but your tshirts to sit in my living room?" I put my foot down, and turn to him, and he sighs.