Eighteen

Rich and not a Stripper

SOTC- Birthday • Katy Perry

"Harry, wake up!"

"Ugh," he groaned, rolling onto his back.

"It's your birthday!"

"What time is it?"

"12."

"Really?"

"No it's actually four A.M."

"Why are you waking me up?"

"Because it's your birthday!"

"Lay down," he mumbled.

Usually I would argue, but the birthday gets what he wants today. I layed down in front of him, and he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close to him.

His breathing slowly became more and more steady, and when I looked back at him he was fast asleep. I closed my eyes and went to sleep too.

•••

Anne handed Harry his gift from the couch, him and I sitting on the floor with wrapping paper all over the floor.

They really know how to spoil him.

It was a watch, and it looked incredibly nice. He put it on and smiled, looking at his parents, and thanked you.

That was the last of the presents, except for mine.

"Um Harry, can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked him.

He looked confused but followed me upstairs into his room.

"Are you okay Aria?" He asked.

"I'm fine. More than fine actually I'm great."

"Then why are we up here?"

"Because I don't have a physical present for you."

"I told you that you're all I need," he smiled.

"But I have something to tell you," I said.

"What?"

"I love you. I wasn't ready to say it before but I am now. I don't throw those words around. I don't even say them to my mom and dad. But I'm saying it to you, because it's true. I love you so much."

He didn't respond. He just stood there, taking it all in I guess.

He then picked me up by the waist and connected our lips, spinning me around.

"I love you, Aria," he smiled, still holding me.

"I love you, Harry." I replied, kissing him again.

We walked back downstairs, our lips slightly puffy from the previous action.

"Harry, we have a surprise for you!" Anne said, looking at him with wide eyes.

"Mum, you didn't have to do anything else-"

He was cut off by someone walking in the room. It was a man, looking about 25 with short hair. I'm not going to lie, he was good looking.

I looked over at Harry, his mouth wide open.

"Harry, who is that?" I asked.

"Eli." He said between gritted teeth.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Harry yelled. I put my hand on his shoulder to calm him down, only for him to shake it off.

"That's one way to say hi," Eli chuckled. His eyes wandered to me, eyeing my up and down like candy. I pulled my skater dress down. If I knew he was going to be here, I wouldn't have worn such a short dress.

"Aria, go upstairs," he whispered.

I stood my ground. I'm not five. And I totally wanted front row seats of whatever was going on.

"Who's this?" Eli asked, pointing to me.

"She's not-" Harry started, but I interrupted him.

"I'm Aria, Harry's girlfriend," I said.

"Wow Harry, she's way out of your league. What, is she a stripper or something?"

Harry's family just sat there watching.

"No, I'm not a stripper actually."

"Where do you live?"

"Next door."

"So you're rich, and you're not a stripper? Must be a prostitute," Eli said, walking towards me. Harry wrapped his arm around my waist tightly.

"Cut the shit Eli. What are you doing here?"

"To visit of course. But I'll be staying longer if she's around," he pointed to me.

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A/N YAY FINALLY ITS A LIL MORE INTERESTING. ya i wanted my fanfic to be different from others where the whole family loves harrys girlfriend LIKE NO.

xx Jaide