nothing but trouble || h.s.

[fifty one]

We stay like that until there is the sound of people walking around outside the door. I really don't want to change back into my costume, but I have to, and so does Harry.

After we get ourselves dressed, we head back into the crowd of people to find our friends. It isn't long until we spot them. They ask us only a few questions about where we were, but Harry covers and says we needed something from the car. I know they don't quite believe us, but they don't question it. And for that, I'm thankful.

When the party slows down, we all get ready to go. Harry and I say goodbye to our friends and get into his car.

"Did you have fun?" Harry asks when we're on the road. I nod, though he isn't looking at me. "Yeah, I did," I smile. I catch a smile on his face out of the corner of my eye. "I'm glad,"

By the time we get home, I'm half asleep in the chair of the car. Harry has to carry me in. I don't spot my aunt and uncle, so they're probably asleep.

Harry lays me down when we get upstairs. I whine for him to change me into my pajamas, since I'm too tired. He laughs and does so. Afterwards, he tucks me in and changes himself.

"Hurry up, the light is too bright," I yawn, hiding under the blanket. He chuckles and pulls his white button-up off. He reaches up and tugs the chord on the fan, leaving it dark.

He crawls into bed with me and holds me close to his bare chest. We murmur good nights before falling asleep.

***

I wake up the next morning, exhausted. Harry is still knocked out beside me, clinging to me with his legs tangled in mine. I give him a kiss on the nose and then wiggle out of his grasp. He whines and I shove a pillow in his arms to make him stop.

I sit up and stretch. What time is it... I look over at the clock on the nightstand and my heart skips multiple beats.

7:43. School starts in fifteen minutes. And I'm not ready. I bolt up and hurry to pick something out to wear. I rush to get my makeup and hair done, just throwing on powder and mascara and putting my hair in a ponytail after brushing it.

I write Harry a note that I went to school and leave. It's 7:51 now, and it will take me at least ten minutes to get there, if traffic is okay. Which means I will be late.

I get to school around 8:05 and rush to my physics class. It's already started when I get in, which makes me curse going to the party last night.

About fifteen minutes into the class, I feel my phone go off in my pocket. When my professor isn't looking, I check it. I mentally groan.

'Harry ♡: Where are you? ):'

I text him back when I can.

'Me: At school. Like you should be as well.'

It takes only a few minutes for him to reply.

'Harry ♡: You should have stayed home, I want to lay in bed all day ):'

I swear, sometimes Harry is so selfish. Yeah, that sounds like it would be nice, but there's priorities. And as much as I love Harry, school is a priority that I promised I'd stick to.

I don't reply to him for the rest of the class. After, I sit on a bench outside and check my phone. Five texts from Harry and three missed calls from him as well. All whining about how I'm not home and how I need to answer.

I call him. My God... He is such a baby.

He picks up on the second ring.

"Why didn't you answer?" He asks. He sounds upset. I roll my eyes.

"I was in my physics class!" I say, aggrevated. He is so dumb sometimes. Did he actually expect me to text him and call him while in class?

He huffs. "No need to get mad, geez. I just asked a simple question." He says. He is now acting that it was nothing at all.

"You're the one making me mad! How was I supposed to talk to you if I was in class? You made such a big deal of it and now you're acting like it's nothing!" I say, my voice raising.

"Will you take a deep breath and chill out? Seriously, Haylie, I don't understand why you're so angry." He says. He sounds like he's irritated now.

I don't even want to deal with him right now. I just hang up and throw my phone into my bag.

I go the whole day without talking to Harry. I can't stand him right now. He's, like I said before once, a paradox.

My classes are over by two, so I head home. Both my aunt's car and my uncle's car are gone, so they're at work still. The only car outside the house is Harry's black Mustang. I go inside.

I pray that I'll be able to make it to my room without running into Harry, but my prayers aren't answered, as Harry is standing in the kitchen when I come in. He turns and faces me. He gives me a stern look.

"So." He says. He sounds pissed. "I really would rather not talk right now, Harry." I say. I try to go upstairs, but he grabs onto my arm.

"What is up with you today, Haylie? Are you, like.. Is it that time of the month, or something?" He asks. I nearly swing at him just for saying that.

"No, Harry, I'm not. What would possess you to even say that? Do you have no common sense?" I snap. He's truly an idiot at times.

"It was a question! Sorry, did that offend you?" He asks, his voice loud. I shoot him a glare. "Uhm, yes, it did! First off, that's rude, and second, you just basically said I was being bitchy." I shout.

He lets go of my arm. "Well, sorry, sweetheart, but you are being kind of bitchy! I'd like to know what I even did!" He shouts back. Now I'm absolutely pissed.

"You were being selfish and whiny! And it was annoying!" I say honestly. His eyes, which are already filled with anger, look darker.

"Well you're being stuck up! And why couldn't you just stay home?! School is more important than me, I get it now." He says. My eyes widen.

"Harry, I love you more than anything, but I promised to my family that I would maintain good grades. You can't possibly blame me for something like that." I say, trying to process. He just huffs and turns around, going back into the kitchen.

"Harry.." I frown. He ignores all my last efforts, so I throw a few curse words at him and then go upstairs into my room, slamming the door.

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