euphoria. (hs)

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Song for this chapter is Bad Intentions by Niykee Heaton. I would put a video for it but the YouTube on here won't let me:/ also, enjoy this picture of a Ferbie

"Thanks for coming!" I yelled shutting the door. I turned around sighing and walking back into my room. Now I am here stuck with all this mess. I began pulling out the trash bags full of clothes out of the closet.

Moments later when I began taking the clothes out Harry walked in. I looked up at him and raised my eye brows.

"Yes?" I questioned. "Shower with me." He said walking closer into my room. "But I'm kind of busy." I said looking all around my bedroom. "I'll help you afterwards." Harry suggested. I huffed knowing that I was going to give in eventually so might as well just not waste my breath anymore.

I walked out of my bedroom towards the bathroom and looked at him. "You coming or what?" I asked already slipping my top off. Harry smirked getting out of his swim trunks and walking towards me. I shimmied out of my bottoms knowing that he was watching me.

I stepped into the shower turning on the water scooting away so I do not get hit with the coldness. Harry came in and pushed his way in which meant me getting into the water. Thank goodness it warmed up or else I probably would have screamed.

Harry found my shampoo bottle and began lathering the hair product in his hands. His hands began to make their way to my scalp and lightly massage it. I closed my eyes loving the feeling.

His hands, they definitely do wonders.

"My turn." Harry said rinsing the last bits of shampoo out of my hair. I stepped away grabbing the shampoo bottle and poured a little into my hands.

I stood on my tippy toes and began to shampoo Harry's head. He kept his eyes open watching every move I do. I looked into his eyes and saw lust pool in his eyes.

I blushed looking up at his head. I pushed his head into the water rinsing off the soap. Harry grabbed my waist and held my naked body close to his. He bit his lip raking his eyes down my body.

"Why didn't you want to take your shirt off?" He questioned. "It's hard to explain." I said quietly looking down at the bathtub floor. "Your sister, she uh brought something up to me." I looked up immediately wanting to know. Harry looked up at the ceiling coming his fingers through his hair.

"She said you think of yourself as a fat kid." He mumbled. I kept quiet. Damn her and her big mouth..

"Do you really feel like that?" He questioned looking down at me once more. "I- I don't know, sometimes." I mumbled quietly. I looked down at the floor again feeling ashamed of myself.

Harry placed his finer on my chin and made me look up at him. "Lacey." "Hmm?" "You are no where near fat." He stated. "I know-" "Say it." He demanded. "Say what?" "That you are not fat. Go on, do it." He said egging me on.

"I am not fat." I said quietly. "I am not fat." I said once again. "I can't hear you." "I am not fat!" I yelled laughing. Harry smiled looking down at me. "Glad we both agree on that." He said hugging me.

I stayed in his arms. I sighed in satisfaction wrapping my arms around his body. Harry kissed my head and mumbled into my hair, "Now if I ever hear you talk like that I will punish you." I looked up at him seeing if he was serious or not. He looked down at me with all seriousness and said, "I mean it."

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My room was almost done with. Most of my clothes were in the drawers while my clothes hung neatly in my closet. I sat down on my floor tipping my glasses up on my face.