Brothers Best Friend (H.S)

Chapter Fifty Two- Visitation

"I'm not, I'm just saying it's pretty stupid" he says as he lets me go under the water pushing me as he grabs my hips gently.

"Just because you hate birthdays doesn't mean everyone else has to" I roll my eyes as he passes me the shower gel as he glares at me.

"I don't hate birthdays, I just don't see the point in celebrating to the extent in which we do" he says and I roll my eyes.

"So?"

"So what? That's my opinion" he says as he squirts the shower gel into his hand before rubbing it onto his body. I find myself staring for a second before shaking different thoughts out of my head as I snap back into reality.

"I get that, but I'm just saying this is important to Eva so it makes it important to us" I tell him causing him to laugh lightly.

"Us? You mean you" He says causing me to roll my eyes as I turn around putting my back to him letting the water run over my front.

"No, Niall is one of your best friends of course this is important to you" I say to him as I feel his front press against my back.

"I Can't really talk to you when your doing that can I?" He says as he wraps his arm around my waist pulling me back into him making me gasp as I feel him press up against me harder.

"Stop changing the subject!" I say as I push him off me before stepping out the shower grabbing a towel off the rack.

"You were distracting me!" He laughs lightly following me as he wraps a towel around his waist.

"Your such a boy" I roll my eyes as I open the door walking back into the bedroom.

"I would hope so" he laughs lightly.

"You know what I meant" I sigh as walk over to my dresser. I dry myself before walking back into my closet dropping my towel before putting on my underwear. I walk back into the bedroom seeing Harry stood there in his boxers as he looked through the Chester draws on the other side of the room that had some of his stuff in. Yesterday he brought some stuff over and I put some of my stuff at his which kind of made this all seem a bit more real to me. I liked it.

"Oh should I wear this?" He turns to me holding a nude pink shirt.

"That's cute" I nod smiling at him.

"Ok so I'm not wearing that now" He says throwing it back in the draw causing me to sigh.

"Harry!"

"Don't Harry me" he warns as I grab my dress.

"Just wear it" I say as he shakes his head.

"No, I'm wearing this instead" he says as he holds up a white shirt just as I throw my dress over my head.

"Oh we're matching" I say as I pull my dress down over my chest and hips.

"Great" He says unenthusiastically causing me to roll my eyes.

"Your so annoying in the morning like I actually can't deal with you" I say as I watch him slip into the shirt.

"That is not what you were saying yesterday morning..." he raises his eyebrow at me as he glances over his shoulder.

"Oh that's right, I'm sorry yesterday I was saying 'Harry get a shower your hair is greasy" I say as I recall yesterday morning well. I sit down at my vanity pulling a brush threw my hair quickly before grabbing my mascara.

"Not exactly how I remember it" He laughs lightly.

"Oh well you wouldn't" I mutter as I apply a layer of mascara to my lashes.