• Four days later •

" Harry you don't understand! I didn't mean it!" I yelled trying to reach for the remote but his long arm held it away. He switched the channel to some boring action movie.

" No, Syd, I understand you perfectly. You just think Zac Efron is so hot huh?" he wouldn't look at me. I frowned. It was cute how jealous he was though.

" But you are hotter. I'd pick you over him any day," I smiled. He finally looked at me. I flashed him a smile. " Now can you put it back on Highschool Musical?" I begged. He sighed, giving in. I squealed with happiness and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

" Fine. But only because Vannessa Hudgens isn't too bad on the eye either." He smirked. My jaw dropped and I slapped his shoulder.

" Jerk."

I stood up and turned off the tv before running down the hall to his room. He didn't deserve to watch Highschool Musical.

Harry's footsteps became louder as he ran down the hall after me. I slammed his door and locked it right before he got to me.

" Baby I'm sorry."

Him calling me baby made me want to open the door and pepper him with kisses but I won't give in that easily. I could have some fun with this.

" Sorry isn't good enough." I pretended to pout.

" God, it's hot when you're stubborn." I heard him mutter through the door.

" Harry!" I laughed.

" Sorry... But seriously Syd open up. It's my room."

" So? It's mine now. I'm sure Vanessa will let you into hers." I challenged.

" I don't to be in a room with her I want to be in one with you because you are the most perfect, beautiful girl I've layed eyes on and wouldnt trade you for the world."

He still gave me the giddyness of a little girl. I unlocked his door and stepped into his embrace.

"Okay I forgive you." I said into his chest.

" Good," He chuckled. " thought I was gonna lose ya for a sec." He laughed. I pulled away a playfully slapped his chest.

" Oh whatever." I laughed. I didn't laugh for long because I noticed he was just standing there staring at me, one dimple poking out, and a big cheesy grin on his face.

" What?" I asked. He shrugged.

" Wanna makeout?" He asked. I didn't even answer him. I immediately connected our lips. Kissing him will never get old. I loved it so much.

It wasn't long before the two of us were tangled in his bed sheets doing what we do best.

•••

I woke up with Harry using me as a pillow. My hands found themselfs running through his soft hair. I loved this man so much. I wonder if he loved me back?

Either way it doesn't matter, I'm still leaving for college in a few days.

Michigan State was like three hours away. We will only see eachother on weekends. I want to see him everyday.

It could be worse. I could be going to a university out of state, but I'm not. So for that I was thankful.

He stirred a little, his eyelids slowly opening.

" Syd?" He mumbled with his deep morning voice. Gave me goosebumps.

" hmm?" I asked.

" What time is it?"

I turned my head to to see the red glowy numbers on his alarm clock.

" 7:45."

he smiled. " time left to sleep..." He trailed off. I think he ended up falling alseep.

I laid there about thirty minutes before giving up. I can't sleep. Instead I carefully got up to not wake Harry, and padded to the kitchen.

Harry always made me breakfast, so I figured I'd make him some.

Everything was pretty easy to find cause Harry always kept things in their place, very big perfectionist actually.

I had the bacon frying really well. I was actually doing really good.

I was making good time also. The time on the stove glowed 8:54.

" Sydney what are you doing?"

I jumped to to the sound a his deep voice. He was still half alseep, I could tell. He had nothing but briefs on and hair in his face, trying to keep his eyes open.

" I'm making you breakfast. I hope I didn't wake you." I bit my lip.

" I can make you breakfast." He rubbed his eye and yawned.

" No, babe, I'm almost done making it." I giggled. Tired Harry was funny harry.

" Oh I guess I heard you wrong," he finger combed his hair before stepping foward taking a bite of the crunchy bacon, "not bad."

He was so adorable. He was so tired he couldn't even hear or function right.

" Thanks." I said taking one for myself.

•••

When I got home Marilyn was sitting at the dinner table with our mother.

" Hey," Marilyn said. I smiled.

" Hi."

" How come you always stay out after work?" She asked. I stopped.

" What do you mean?" I asked.

" I mean after your shifts end you stay the night out. Where do you stay?" She asked. I shrugged.

" Eleanor, Perry. " I lied. They couldn't know that I stay at Harry's.

" Who's house were you over at last night?" My mom but in.

" Eeanor's," I sighed. "They just come to chumps every night and I end up going to one if their houses to finish a conversation and just end up staying the night."

" Well that's funny cause Eleanor came over last night to hang but you weren't home." Marilyn said.

Well fuck. I'm out of lies. Marilyn skeptically stared at me with her arms crossed. Why couldn't El have called me before coming to my house?

" You're seeing someone aren't you?"

That caught me off gaurd.

" Sydney, is this true?" My mom asked when I didn't answer. I shook my head.

" No, of course not. I would tell you guys if I were. " I then left to go up to my room before they could reply.

Notes

So sorry I haven't updated in so long haha but I'm glad you guys are still into this story I really enjoy it!!

well comment what you think of this chapter, I plan in getting back into all this.

~ Briii xx