I Don't Understand
Make Me a Sammich
Friday, 7/03/09
I was watching Damian through my window at the head of my bed. It was on the side of the house, and I was glad my bedroom wasn't on the front of the house. Damian was leash training Shylah to heel. He was determined to have a well-mannered dog. I sighed and sat back on my bed, relaxing my gaze to look straight ahead of me. I was met with... Shirtless Harry?! His bedroom is right next to mine?! What has he seen??... I change in my bedroom.... No no I'm okay. I change off to the side, right? And I never saw him upstairs before. Or maybe I'm just a really terrible observer. But my eyes were glued to his toned back and I couldn't look away. it's official. I've gone mad. I don't even specifically like Harry. Do I? I smiled and brushed my fingertips across my lips. He kissed me. I'm acting like an idiot. What do I even think of Harry, anyways? And Niall? What is going on?! I flirt with Niall. We wink and joke and laugh. I've been kind of indifferent to Harry, He's blushed over me, he's kissed my hand, he's danced with me, he's slept on top of me, he's taken care of me, he's kissed my lips, and in return I've barely even noticed him. Do I even like Niall? or do I just like having somebody to flirt with. I didn't even notice that I was still staring at Harry until he waved at me. He was obviously laughing. I opened my window, and he opened his. He was still shirtless. Our windows were about 30 feet apart. "Enjoying the view?" He was still laughing. I blushed harder than ever before. "Uhm, not really, I just zoned out and you" I stuttered "You happened to be in the way." Only half true. "Uh huh. Yeah that's totally what happened." What DO I think of Harry... I said I wasn't interested, but maybe I am? I said his hair was too long.... But maybe I decided I liked it. I bit my lip, remembering our kiss again. He waved at me "Earth to my Daisy" What... "Did you just call me your Daisy?" He laughed "Nope. You must have imagined it." He winked at me. I melted. Why don't I melt when Niall winks. I'm so messed up. "Go on and get dressed, babe. I'm coming over." He winked again. Did he just call me babe? Wait. Dressed?? I look down. Outfit. Oh. Yep. Let's put a shirt on. I put on that "Music Makes Me Dance" T shirt and went downstairs. It was lunch time and I was hungry.
Harry knocked on the front door so I opened it, and called upstairs for Damian. Harry went into the living room and started playing with my puppies there. I searched the fridge. Ummmm... Here's some cheese? Do I want to make something? OOH! Grilled cheese? Yesssss! I grabbed bread and butter from the cupboard, a skillet from the drawer, and set a medium-sized burner on low. I put the pan on the burner, and set a pat of butter in it to melt. I pulled two pieces of bread out of the bag and put them in the pan. The butter was sizzling deliciously. Harry came from behind me and set his chin on my shoulder. I smiled involuntarily. "What if I did this?" Harry asked, and put his hands around my waist. "Mm. Than I'd watch out for Damian." But I smiled again, and shook out of his hold. "You are way too warm." He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me again, but I almost didn't mind. I flipped the bread over so the other side could brown, and sprinkled a store-bought cheese mix on one piece of the bread. I felt him smirk and he asked "So I'm hot?" I turned around and put on my best valley girl accent "Oh My Gosh Harry you're soooo hott!" he burst out laughing. The cheese was melted so I put the two pieces together and slid it onto a plate from the cupboard. "Thank you!" and he grabbed my plate, than took a huge bite out of my sandwich. "Harry make your own!" I whined, than grabbed the sandwich from his mouth and walked over to the island, sitting down and taking a bite of my sandwich. Huh. I need OJ. I went and grabbed it from the fridge, filled myself a glass, and turned around. My sandwich... was gone. I groaned. "You better have planned to make me a new one." He looked up, in thought. "Hmmm.... Nope." "Harryyyyy!" He held up a finger "Unless!" Ugh unless what... "Unless you kiss me." He smirked. Haha! Here goes. I walked over to him, looked him in the eyes, leaned up...
And kissed his nose. "Now make me a sammich." His jaw dropped. "That's not fair!" I laughed playfully. "Oh, but it is!" I slowly walked away. "I'll be in my room."
I was watching Damian through my window at the head of my bed. It was on the side of the house, and I was glad my bedroom wasn't on the front of the house. Damian was leash training Shylah to heel. He was determined to have a well-mannered dog. I sighed and sat back on my bed, relaxing my gaze to look straight ahead of me. I was met with... Shirtless Harry?! His bedroom is right next to mine?! What has he seen??... I change in my bedroom.... No no I'm okay. I change off to the side, right? And I never saw him upstairs before. Or maybe I'm just a really terrible observer. But my eyes were glued to his toned back and I couldn't look away. it's official. I've gone mad. I don't even specifically like Harry. Do I? I smiled and brushed my fingertips across my lips. He kissed me. I'm acting like an idiot. What do I even think of Harry, anyways? And Niall? What is going on?! I flirt with Niall. We wink and joke and laugh. I've been kind of indifferent to Harry, He's blushed over me, he's kissed my hand, he's danced with me, he's slept on top of me, he's taken care of me, he's kissed my lips, and in return I've barely even noticed him. Do I even like Niall? or do I just like having somebody to flirt with. I didn't even notice that I was still staring at Harry until he waved at me. He was obviously laughing. I opened my window, and he opened his. He was still shirtless. Our windows were about 30 feet apart. "Enjoying the view?" He was still laughing. I blushed harder than ever before. "Uhm, not really, I just zoned out and you" I stuttered "You happened to be in the way." Only half true. "Uh huh. Yeah that's totally what happened." What DO I think of Harry... I said I wasn't interested, but maybe I am? I said his hair was too long.... But maybe I decided I liked it. I bit my lip, remembering our kiss again. He waved at me "Earth to my Daisy" What... "Did you just call me your Daisy?" He laughed "Nope. You must have imagined it." He winked at me. I melted. Why don't I melt when Niall winks. I'm so messed up. "Go on and get dressed, babe. I'm coming over." He winked again. Did he just call me babe? Wait. Dressed?? I look down. Outfit. Oh. Yep. Let's put a shirt on. I put on that "Music Makes Me Dance" T shirt and went downstairs. It was lunch time and I was hungry.
Harry knocked on the front door so I opened it, and called upstairs for Damian. Harry went into the living room and started playing with my puppies there. I searched the fridge. Ummmm... Here's some cheese? Do I want to make something? OOH! Grilled cheese? Yesssss! I grabbed bread and butter from the cupboard, a skillet from the drawer, and set a medium-sized burner on low. I put the pan on the burner, and set a pat of butter in it to melt. I pulled two pieces of bread out of the bag and put them in the pan. The butter was sizzling deliciously. Harry came from behind me and set his chin on my shoulder. I smiled involuntarily. "What if I did this?" Harry asked, and put his hands around my waist. "Mm. Than I'd watch out for Damian." But I smiled again, and shook out of his hold. "You are way too warm." He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me again, but I almost didn't mind. I flipped the bread over so the other side could brown, and sprinkled a store-bought cheese mix on one piece of the bread. I felt him smirk and he asked "So I'm hot?" I turned around and put on my best valley girl accent "Oh My Gosh Harry you're soooo hott!" he burst out laughing. The cheese was melted so I put the two pieces together and slid it onto a plate from the cupboard. "Thank you!" and he grabbed my plate, than took a huge bite out of my sandwich. "Harry make your own!" I whined, than grabbed the sandwich from his mouth and walked over to the island, sitting down and taking a bite of my sandwich. Huh. I need OJ. I went and grabbed it from the fridge, filled myself a glass, and turned around. My sandwich... was gone. I groaned. "You better have planned to make me a new one." He looked up, in thought. "Hmmm.... Nope." "Harryyyyy!" He held up a finger "Unless!" Ugh unless what... "Unless you kiss me." He smirked. Haha! Here goes. I walked over to him, looked him in the eyes, leaned up...
And kissed his nose. "Now make me a sammich." His jaw dropped. "That's not fair!" I laughed playfully. "Oh, but it is!" I slowly walked away. "I'll be in my room."
Notes
Yes, I missed two days and this is really short, But I'll be updating again later today.
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