A/N: I was watching old quickfires and screenshoted this, i just thought I'd share it with you omg :')

And ONE DIRECTION'S OFFICIALLY DONE WITH NORTH AMERICA FOR OTRA AND IDK WHAT TO FEEL

*Rihanna sings* I WANT YOU TO STAAAAY

- Mia

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Alex finally left, since Harry nearly shoved her out of my room. She was leaving to go hang out with Max.. Cringe.

I literally had chills thinking about him, the bad kind.

Once Alex said the last fuck you guys, the door closed as I smiled.

"Love you Alexandra!" I sing songed and she mocked me sarcastically.

Love that girl.

I stared at the tv and yes, once again, an episode of Supernatural was playing. This was my fucking show. No one can stop me from watching this piece of art.

I barely even noticed Harry plop onto my bed next to me, laying in the same position on our tummies and our legs in the air.

Clearly losing my focus in the cute scene between Cas and Dean, I felt Harry's eyes on me.

"Can I help you?" I asked playfully, glancing at him as he smiled lopsidedly, his green eyes slightly dark under the only light coming from my tv.

"Yeah, actually I have a question."

"Mhm." I hummed softly, looking back at the the screen as I felt Harry's legs lean on mine, as we both were playfully nudging each other's legs in a game of.. I don't know.

"What's so great about Supernatural?"

I laughed a little at his question. "Well, my baby." I coo'd, pinching his cheek. "You're gonna have to start watching it from the way beginning to find that out."

I could rant on and on about why this show has taken over my life, but I couldn't find the energy to, knowing as I looked at him I felt myself grow immensely weak.

"Let's watch it from the beginning then." He breathed out, flipping himself over as he layed on his back, staring at the ceiling.

"Fine. Only because season one was when everything was chill."

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We ended up watching two episodes of the first season before Harry's phone rang.

"Mum, hey." He spoke quietly, as I peer at him in curiosity. "Yeah, it's okay. I'm with my girlfriend right now. Well.. I don't know. You'll get to see her when I say so mum." He groaned, making my heart leap.

Honestly, I had no idea if I was even ready to see his mom. What if I said something embarassing? What if she hates me? Oh god..

Instead of feeling flattered that his mom even wanted to see me, I started to get so nervous. Way beyond it, actually. I was starting to think of all the worst possible outcomes and it wasn't helping.

"Natalie? Natalie.."

Once again too distracted, I realized that Harry had already finished talking on the phone, a frown on his face.

"What was that? You were like staring at the wall." He tilted his head.

"Nothing. It's stupid." I sighed, lying on my side and propping my head in my hand.

"So anyways, that was my mum on the phone, she was wondering if I was going to stay at our family friend's place but I honestly prefer staying here if that's alright with you." He smiled.

I nodded. "Why would I want you to leave?"

"I don't know, maybe you're getting tired of me." There was a fault in his eyes as he said the words but he quickly regained the neutral expression across his features.

"Why the hell would I get tired of you? You're insane." I say.

He shrugged. "There's so many guys out there, I just happened to get lucky with you, you know what I mean?"

"There wasn't any luck. I.. I don't think I would want it any other way with you.. With anyone, in this case."

Harry smiled faintly at me, his green eyes staring into mine before trailing down to my lips.

He leans in briefly, leaving a gentle kiss on my lips.

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The next morning, I woke up to bright light shining through the curtains of my window making me groan lightly.

Once I narrowed my eyes up at my window and to the boy cuddled onto me, I nearly screamed. I almost forgot he was here. Seeing everything felt like a dream yesterday.

Harry's head was on my tummy, his legs tangled with mine. My fingers were in his hair, one of his hands on top of mine.

His breathing was deep as he lightly snored, lips parted slightly. His hair was all over the place, some of the strands peaking out from the braids I had given him just previously the night before.

"Harry?" I whispered, playfully scratching his scalp lightly before withdrawing my hand.

He didn't move, making me groan. I tried to shake him but I was practically tangled under his arm and legs.

"Harold!" I shouted, my voice sounding groggy.

"Natalie." He mumbled. "I love you, but I need sleep."

I realized that all the time differences were probably such a pain in the ass to deal with and he really did need sleep making me feel sorry for him.

"Sorry, baby." I murmured aimlessly, blushing as soon as I realized I had just said that out loud.

"What did you call me?" He smirked, immediately opening his eyes, perking up as soon as he heard the words.

"Nothing. Sorry." I panicked, my cheeks probably turning so red. Fuck.

"Stop apologizing alright? It's cute when you call me baby." He grins. "I mean, even though it's clearly my thing."

I sighed, not saying another word as I leaned down and pecked him on the cheek.

"I'm just going to take a shower, you can take one later if you want."

"What are you trying to say?"

''That you need a shower." I laughed, running my fingers through my hair as I had slowly untangled myself from his grasp and got up.

"Stay for like five minutes please? It's like 6am, love."

"It's actually 12pm." I laughed, glancing at my clock.

"Lies." He whispered, scrunching his nose cutely as he hugged my pillow instead.

"I'll be out in a bit. Try to not break anything." I joked, picking out some clothes. Jeans and my favorite Twenty One Pilots shirt.

Knowing Harry, he probably had no idea who Twenty One Pilots were, and I clearly had to educate him on some bands, here.

As I headed into the shower, I immediately stepped in, greeted by warn water and my favorite watermelon shampoo.

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Washing off, I almost wished I didn't have to get out and just sleep in the shower, but California had a pretty bad water drought so I decided against it. I'd like this planet to exist a little longer even though life sometimes sucked.

I cursed lightly when I realized I forget to get some underwear and a bra.

I didn't want to ask Harry to get me some.. Undergarments. It would be kind of embarassing, telling him to reach into my pantie drawer.

I anxiously stared at myself in the mirror knowing I had to take the leap of faith to walk out there and grab them myself.

Yeah, Harry was asleep anyway. Like he would be awake.

I wrapped the towel loosely around my body, my hair obnoxiously dripping. It drove me crazy as it dripped on my bathroom floor, knowing once I came back in it would be like the pacific ocean, hours later.

Opening the door a crack, I peeked only to find Harry actually the same position I found him in before I went to take a shower, the only difference being his head was hanging over the edge of the bed.

I let out a breath before opening the door fully and tip-toe-running to my underwear drawer.

I don't know why I was panicking like hell, but I didn't want him seeing me partly naked, and wet. I'm not one of those girls who'd be comfortable with seducing a guy with my slight nudity and I had no idea how to deal with it either so..

It's better to avoid it, I guess.

I picked out one underwear with stripes on them, but then decided against it. Maybe I was in a thong or lace mood but then again.. I decided to pick out my dora underwear.

I pursed my lips, leaning down to open the bottom drawer, my towel slightly falling in result from my effortless attempt to put it around me.

"Dang flabbit." I whispered.

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- Harry -

Who says dang flabbit? Well, only Billy Ray Cryus does obviously, but once she had said it, I couldn't help but laugh. It sounded like the most weirdest giggle though.

Shit Harry, you were supposed to be "asleep."

Natalie lets out a scream as she jumped slightly, turning around with wide eyes.

"Oh god." She murmured. "H-Harry, morning."

"Hi, love." I smiled in amusement as I sleepily propped my head in my hands.

She clasped the towel around her for dear life, managing a nervous smile.

"I'm enjoying the view."

"No."

"And Dora, really?" I smirked, getting up and standing in front of her before she could run away.

"I.. I'm naked under this towel."

"I kind of figured." I chuckled, my eyes meeting hers as they were just starting to trail her body.

"Well." She mumbled. "I'm about to go into nunly-hood, so I think you'll have to rethink yourself."

"Nunlyhood?" I laughed at the saying as she smiled slightly.

"You look," I pull her closer to me, my arm around her waist. "Absolutely breathtaking. Nun or not."

"God bless your heavy dirty soul."

"What?"

"Okay you know what, let's have a talk." She rose her eyebrows, taking my hand and sitting the both of us down once she had gotten over the embarassment.

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A/N:

IM TØP TRASH RN

But as you know, chapter 13 hasnt been showing and it hasnt for me either, nor in my works :( it will officially not be able to be brought back and im sorry but rip to the chapter that was never read ahdkjed

Tbh I forgot what happened in it too which makes it twenty times tougher to rewrite!

IM SO SORRY

BUT I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS!

AND IF YOURE LARRY ASF IM CURRENTLY UPDATING A LOT ON MY LARRY FANFICTION "OUR STORY" ITS A BLUE FADEY COVER THAT HAS LOUIS AND HARRY ON IT IF YOU WANNA READ AND CRY WITH ME

BUT YEAH ITS SAD ASF JUST A FAIR WARNING IF YOU ARE A CRYER OR A CRI-ER WHATEVER BUT YEAH

THANKS BEBS

ILYSM, AN UPDATE WILL BE SOON

- Mia x