euphoria. (hs)

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"What do you like to do for fun?" Harry said getting to the point. I shrugged, "I like movies and sometimes read." "Pfft that's it?" "Hang out with my friends." I awkwardly said. "Is that all what you really like to do?" I stared at him and slowly nodded. "God you are so boring." Harry said digging into his pizza.

"Well what do you like to do?" "What don't I like to do for fun? I party all the time. I get girl's here and there. And also like you I, "enjoy" hanging out with my friends too." I slowly nodded. "So getting girls and partying is what you like to do for fun?" I asked raising my eyebrows.

Harry gave a dirty look and nodded. "Yeah and why the fuck does it matter?" "What happens when you graduate?" "How about you worry about your life and I'll worry about mine." Harry spat chugging his beer. I sighed shifting in my chair looking around.

"Are you done eating?" Harry asked. "Yeah are you um.. driving?" "Yeah. We're going back to my place." "But your car-" "I'll have Niall get it for me."

Why are we going to his house?

I began to grab my wallet out to pay half of the bill.

"Don't even try." Harry said menicly. I put my wallet back not going to try to test the waters with him. Harry pulled out a fifty crisp dollar bill and smacked it down on the tble. "C'mon." Harry said raising his body from the table. I followed along getting up as well and follwoiing him out to my car.

Harry went to the passenger side and opened the car door. What's happening to him? I complied and got inside and he shut the door gently and went back to the dirver's side. Harry started the car and began driving the opposite direction we came from.

I'm never a great person to drive with. I never am the one to start conversation or finish the conversation.

I looked out the window at the street names. I know it will not help me at all with my lack of directions when driving. As we drove I kept glancing over at Harry and seeing how calm and concentrated he looked.

"It's not polite to stare." He said breaking me out of my thoughts. "S-sorry." I stuttered.

Harry pulled into an apartment complex parkinglot. He got out of my car and went to my side and opened the door.

"Home sweet home." Harry sarcastically said. I got out of the car and stared at him. "You don't seem to be so sweet living here." "Well living in this shit apartment isn't the sweetest thing." Harry said walking with me.

"Understandable, but look on the bright side, it's a place to live." "Yeah well you're not the one paying the rent." Harry said climbing up stairs. Harry opened the apartment door and let me inside.

"Want anything to drink?" Harry asked sliding his boots off and kicking them to the side. "No thanks." I said eyeing the place. It was very bland in here, and dark. Trash was scattered around the livingroom floor and I cringed. If I ever come back here I am cleaning. That's if I do get invited here, but I doubt it.

Harry walked away into the back room. I didn't know if I should follow or not.

Seconds later Harry came back without a shirt on and I knew I must have looked crazy. My eyes were buldged out of my head and I knew my cheeks were turning red.

"You can take your sandals off, you know." Harry said plopping down on the couch. I took off my sandals feeling like it wasn't a suggestion but more like a demand.

"Why am I here?" I asked. "To hang out with me." Harry said casually. "But you can't stand me." I murmmered. "You're right I can't." There was a slight pause on when Harry said that. "So why did you take me here?" I asked. "Fuck if you want to leave you know where the front door is." I shook my head and declining.

"Okay then stop asking questions." He said. "So what do you do around here?" I questioned. "Didn't I just tell you to stop asking me questions?" Harry gave me a dirty look and I cringed. "Sorry." I awkwardly mumbled.

Harry scooted closer to me. "We need to talk." I stayed in place not sure what move he was trying to pull.

"So let's talk." I said. "We already went over you not flirting with guys and lying to me." "I wasn't even flirting." I butt in. Harry looked over at me scowled. "Well in general I don't want you flirting." I rolled my eyes. "To add onto the list you can stop rolling your eyes at me twenty four seven." "Maybe I wouldn't roll my eyes so much if you weren't so annoying."

"I am not annoying." Harry huffed. "And you aren't my boyfriend." I said in defense. I don't know what made me say that but with how he is giving me some type of, "list," it sure seems like it.

"Who said I wanted to be." He remarked back. I stared in shock. "Will you just shut up!" I yelled angry. "What is the boyfriend issue a soft spot too?" "You don't get it." I muttered getting up. Harry grabbed my arm. "Then enlighten me." His eyes were so captivating I had to look away.

"You will just laugh in my face again and call me pathetic." I said breaking free from his grip."Look I have to go." And I walked out.