Unfaithfully His [H.S. & Z.M.]

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"Harry, get your butt moving, we have to clean three more rooms yet!" He ignores me, casually tapping his thumbs on the iPhone 6 screen.

"Get up before I throw that mobile out along with you!" He stumbles but stands upright. I glare at him but end up laughing at his pouty face.

"Don't harm my mobile please! I'll sweep the floor and clean all the cobwebs." He snatched the broom from my hand before I say anything and begins to work.

"Here, cover your mouth and hair with it." I hand him a scarf and he mumbles a thank you.

Our day one here mostly went lazing around, eating chips and talking random things. I'm astonished by the fact that Harry hasn't been mean to me since our arrival here. I'm watching his every move, call me a creep but I can't allow him to get out of my sight. What if he put the house on fire and trap me inside? Or just kill me with the gun and bury deep inside the earth? I can't trust his single bone.

I didn't feel anything in the daylight but as night crept in, the place appeared like a haunted house to me with those spiders hanging from the ceiling and the night haze. He had offered to sleep here on the couch, but I was too scared to sleep alone here for the first night. I told him that we'll clean up the bedroom and sleep together, in case any wild animal decided to pay a visit through the front door, of course I wouldn't let him know that I was literally shitting in my pants because of the surrounding and the noisy crickets. Thanks to all the horror movies I've seen till date.

"Aah Jesus fucking Christ! Get away motherfucker!" I jump on my feet when his voice echoes through the hallways. Is he alright? I swear I'll run away if any animal has sneaked inside.

"Bella save me! Aaah I don't wanna die yet! Aaahh!" Another ear-piercing scream and I'm on my way, following his voice. When I reach the kitchen, Harry is seen squatting on the counter, shivering and trying to cover himself with the tiny scarf as much as possible. His eyes are widely screaming fear and are lowered.

"W-what is it Harry?" I whisper hiding behind the shelf. "Please don't... don't say i-its a bear or something..." Endless negative thoughts cross my head. His eyes don't flicker a bit but he points to the floor. I gulp nervously. It's definitely a snake, I'm sure. I slowly turn my head, trying to make least possible movement.

"What the actual fuck, Harry? A cockroach? I thought you had some balls!" With one stamp of my foot I crush the brown insect. Furious is one word for what I feel right now.

"I wouldn't be so te-terrified if it were a bear." He's stammering and still in a position of shock.

"You scared me to death, oh my God!" I swat my hands at him. "You little -"

"I had to call for help okay. I don't like cockroaches, the flying one's at that! What if he had landed himself in my hair? Or fell in my clothes?" He shivers at his imagination. That's it. I burst out laughing!