The days passed heavily, as the rain pounded on the misty windows. It's been a couple days since I've seen Harry. And it's been a while since I've hung out with Demi, who was currently preparing her new albulm. It all wasn't delightful, being home alone with only Proffessor snuggles, my stuffed animal.

"You know," I whispered to Proffessor snuggles. " you will always be the one and only person I snuggle with." Patting his head slightly, I snuggled closer to the blanket and Proffessor snuggles. We were watching Criminal Minds, because who doesn't adore a nice serial killer show? Thunder roared, as it pounded down harder at the windows. Sighing, I didn't think it could get any better. I mean, I was going to order pizza, but Mother Earth is against my diet.

Lazily, I maneuvered upwards. My fuzzy socks sliding against the hardwood floor. Turning on the kitchen lights, I sprung towards the fridge, Professor Snuggles still in my embrace.

"What shall we get Professor Snuggles?" I asked, heaving the fridge open.

"What about some cookie dough, hm... And some Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream, and cold pizza." I smiled, as I set Professor Snuggles on the counter.

"That should do it. Shouldn't it Professor Snuggles?" I peeped over at him, before heading back to the living room with him. Plumping myself down in the coach, I continued my show, while I ate my pint of ice cream.

"Honestly why doesn't Penelope and Morgan just go out already, they're meant for each other. It's like god needs them together." I murmered to myself.

It was a while, of sitting and eating ice cream, until I heard a knock on the front door. Honestly, who would be stupid enough to drive in this weather? I stood on my feet before going over to the door, three more knocks came again. Someone must really need to come in. Cautiously, I creacked the door open, peeking to see whom or what was behind it.

There in the midst of it all, stood the pair of luxiorous eyes that I've missed, gazing right at me. Opening the door further, I allowed him inside, and stepped back as he shrugged off his wet jacket.

"It's been a while," Harry croacked, as he hung his damp coat on the coat hanger.

"I know." I replied, a grin starting to plaster itself on my complexion.

"You know I've missed you lots." Harry murmered, as he came closer and embraced me in a hug.

"I hope so." I teased nonchantly.

If he only knew, I thought.

"I like your pajamas." He smirked, as I frowned and looked down. Just til' know, did I realize I still had my Spongebob pajamas.

"If you must know, I'm a huge admirer of Spongebob Squarepants. He's my hero."

"That explains a lot, to be honest." He chuckled as he followed me into the living room.

"Shut up, your're just jealous of my bubbly personality." I stuck out my tongue at him.

"If that's what you want to call it, so be it." He shot me his drop dead smile.

"Harry! No!" I yelled, as he was about to plumit Professor Snuggles to his death. Lunging forward, I pushed Harry out of the way, and holding Professor Snuggles protectivly.

"What!" Harry howeled his face flustered, and his eyes becoming a lovat color.

"You were about to sit on Professor Snuggles, and plumit him to his death." I hissed, and sat on the sofa.

"Bloody hell, you about gave me a heart attack." His hand laid on his chest, as he sat next to me.

"Sorry, but he's super important to me, and last thing I needed was your butt germs on him."

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