Two Night Stand // h.s

08

-Arizona’s POV-

“Okay, we need some clothing first,” Harry says.

He walks to the closet of his room and searches through to the back, throwing random clothes and shoes out.

“Maybe… just you should do this,” I say to him.

“I’m not breaking and entering alone! The reason we’re doing this is for you,” he calls out.

Eventually, Harry comes out with a pink winter onesie.

I stare at it with my arms crossed, giggling as he hold it up.

“Why do you have that,” I ask, pointing at it

He looks at me nervously, “it’s my grandmothers. She left it here last time and never claimed it back,” he says handing it over to me.

“I see,” I say suspiciously. “Cute.”

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Harry gave me spare winter gloves and eye goggles which I have yet put on my eyes. Once we got our gear on, we faced the window.

We both open it with all our strength, lifting it up. As we go, I feel the cold air hit my uncovered face.

“Shit, it’s freezing,” I mumble to myself.

Harry turns to me and I turn to him.

“Let’s go this,” he says as we both put the goggles on.

We climb out the window and I immediately start shaking. I follow Harry up the stairs and he helps me up, grabbing my arms to pull me up.

“Careful, babe,” he whispers, when I’m up.

I look at him but couldn’t see his eyes from the goggles but I knew he was looking back at me.

“Let’s go,” I say, pulling my arm back.

We now climb down the stairs to the Lend’s part of the building.

We end up in front of a window as Harry bends down and tries to lift it open.

“What’s wrong?” I yell through the wind and snow.

“It’s frozen shut!”  Harry yells back. “It won’t budge!”

Suddenly, I look down and see a broken brick. I pick it up ready to throw it through the window.

“We gotta go back,” Harry yells.

“There is no going back!” I yell as I swing my arms, letting go of the brick. It smashes the window.

“Woah! What the fuck, Arizona,” I hear Harry say.

“Go in!” I ignore him.

“Are you kidding me?”

I walk through the window first and Harry follows.

When we’re in, I take my hoodie and goggles off my head.

I look around to see the walls painted navy blue and a set of bunk beds.

“Hey, are you fucking insane? I’m going to have to pay for that!” Harry says angrily.

“I had to, they would totally understand,” I told him calmly.

“Look, you… you can’t just do that!”

“Harry, if you were in my situation you would okay,” I tell him, walking to the toilet.

Harry rushes past me and goes in first.