"What was your answer?" Harry asked nervously.

"I didn't say yes if that's what you were wondering!"

"Good. Because I told him to stay the hell away from you. He better listen!"

"So...Are you gonna drive now or sit here in the middle of the street probably looking like a weirdo" I said to Harry while laughing.

"Ohh right!" Harry said as he started driving again.

I started laughing again. Harry soon joining in on the laughter.

*At His House*

"So, What movie do you want to watch?" I asked him as we entered his (And Niall's) house.

"I was thinking something scary" Harry said while smirking.

"Are you trying to make me shit myself?"

"Why would you shit yourself?" Harry asked me with an amused look on his face. He was also trying to hold in his laughter.

"Because scary movies scare the shit out of me!" I said in all seriousness but Harry burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" I said to him getting defensive.

"It actually is" Harry said as he walked into the living room.

"Which one?" Harry asked. He held up two movies.

The Sinister and Insidious.

"Which ones less scary?"

"I'm not going to tell you!" Harry said while smirking.

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