"Remember that one time you threw up in our Theology class and you got kicked out because of the mess you made?" I ask Harry while we cooked lunch for the both of us. We coincidentally had long lunch breaks today and we decided to go to my place because I knew that no one was home.
"I was hung-over and recovering from a break-up, thank you very much." Harry answered as he shrugged his shoulders.
"And that one time you fell off the monkey bar in the park and you chipped a tooth. You cried and thought that all your teeth would fall off."
"I did not cry! It was a manly squeal. And besides, I broke my wrist too! I had every right to express my feelings!"
"So you did cry?" I smirked and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Oh shut up, you!"
"Okay okay, how about that time when your phone fell in our toilet and you grabbed a plunger to grab it but only made the toilet water overflow! Oh my God, that was hilarious! You literally flooded the whole bathroom!" I was laughing hysterically but Harry was clearly not amused.
"I sneezed and the phone slipped from my hand so it's still not my fault." He said, pointing a spatula directly at me. "That phone was shit anyway."
"That was a birthday present from your mom!" I threw a clove of garlic and it hit his right shoulder.
"Well I used my savings to have it fixed but the electronics guy gave up, so I had to buy a new one!"
"And you bought the exact same unit and never told your mom about what happened," I said back and smirked. Harry rolled his eyes and continued stirring the gravy mix inside a large plastic bowl.
"Let me just remind you of that one time you farted in front of your little freshman crush. You had beans for breakfast and wouldn't stop farting the rest of the day," Harry was smiling smugly now, victory written all over his expression.
"That was nothing compared to what happened to you and your little freshman crush! I was right there beside you when it happened, by the way. Cute little Wynona Jackson came walking up to you while you were on the treadmill. You lost your focus and bam! You slipped and crashed on the wall like a fly!" Harry stopped stirring and crossed his arms, his mouth was in a straight line, but I could tell that he was only holding back his laughter. It was a damn funny story and I can't believe how good of an actor he's trying to become right now.
"Alright, you get points for that. But you had your fair share of embarrassing moments at the gym too, you know. That time when you almost had a breast show in front of all the hormonal teenagers working out because your shirt got stuck inside your bra without you even noticing."
"You saved me though. You immediately pulled it down when I came out of the locker room. So no, that's not counted as an embarrassing moment. And excuse me, you're the one who said that I had nice and squishy boobs, therefore it wouldn't be that embarrassing if I had a boob show."
"Hey! Those boobs are for my eyes only! You got that? And why are we even talking about all these embarrassing stories back in college?"
I giggled, "just reminiscing on the good old days."
"Good for you, not for me. I was such a mess back then, especially freshman year because I had issues on which major to take up. I was torn between architecture and sociology. But I also wanted to go to law school, some days I wanted to be an entrepreneur too."
"Well I'm glad you chose to live the artsy life," I said as I wrapped my arms around his torso and kissed his shoulder.
"I'm glad I did too. If I didn't, I wouldn't have met you and we wouldn't be together right now." He turned around to face me and dipped his head down to plant a gentle kiss on my lips.
We kissed a little longer but Harry suddenly murmured something between my lips.
"What?" I asked as I pulled away.
"The potatoes are burning!" He shouted and ran to the stove to kill the fire. He grabbed a mitten and quickly removed the metal cover of the pot, smoke releasing and the smell of burnt food filled the air.
Harry's eyes widened as he looked at me and as I peeked at the inside of the pot, the potatoes were black and so was the surface of the metal appliance.
"Would you like burnt mashed potatoes for lunch, my lady?" Harry asked and we both bursted into laughter.
"I think we should order pizza instead, dear sir." I said back and Harry quickly took out his phone to dial Pizza Hut.
The pizza arrived after thirty minutes and we still had an hour to spare until our lunch break was over. Harry was sprawled across the carpeted floor and I was lying on the couch, flipping through a magazine I found on the coffee table.
Harry poked my leg and offered me a piece of gum and I took it with my free hand, placing it in my pocket for later.
"Hey Harry."
"Yes?"
"Remember that one time you made your seat mate cry because your chewing gum got stuck in her hair?"
"That was an accident! Her hair went to my face when I opened my mouth to yawn. Before I know it, she screamed and ran out of the door."
"But how about-"
Harry suddenly jumped on the couch and crashed his lips on mine. He held my wrists above my head as he pinned me down on the cushion.
"Can you please shut up now?" He begged, placing soft kisses all over my face.
"But I just remembered that time when you-" his lips were on mine once again, his tongue parted my mouth open, kissing me harder to prevent me from talking.
"You need to learn how to shut up," he whispers against my lips. I nodded in response but wrapped my hands around his neck to pull him closer and close the gap between our bodies.
I felt his phone vibrate inside his pocket and the alarm went off, "damn it, lunch break's over." He said as he pecked my lips again before pulling away completely.
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I heard Mister Germond and Liam arguing when I got back to my cubicle. I tried hard not to eavesdrop but I suddenly heard my name in their conversation.
"She could have at least told us that she was leaving early!" Mister Germond whisper-shouted. "Louis' manager was disappointed and I was humiliated!"
"Louis clearly said that it was alright! And he was with Eleanor the whole night! What's important is that she got home safe without getting hurt." Liam snapped back.
Well Liam, I wasn't hurt but I got drunk and I had vomit all over my dress. My subconscious was battling with Liam's words but I tried not to think about it to make matters worse.
I like the fact that Liam was defending me, but I still had no idea why I was forced into becoming Louis' date. I'd rather not have my name up in the limelight. I'm just a graphic designer, for Pete's sake!
I already apologized to Mister Germond this morning and I thought that he was okay with it --- turns out it wasn't okay at all.
I intentionally stomped my feet as I walked to my cubicle so they would hear that I was coming. They both fell silent and I ignored them as I entered my office without saying a word.
Liam knocked and peeked inside, "umm hi."
"Thanks," I said, not looking at him.
"For what?"
"Defending me."
"You're welcome. My uncle shouldn't blame you for leaving the other night. I always thought that his plan to set you up with Louis was BS."
I chuckled lightly, agreeing with him 100%.
"I should go, I don't wanna disturb you and your work." He said as he stood up from the chair in front of me.
"No wait. Can you help me choose a background for the magazine article? It's about basketball and I have no idea what design I should pick."
Liam smiled and nodded, walking over to my side of the desk to face my laptop.
Liam is a pretty a nice guy and right after he defended me, that's when I realized that he's a good friend too.
A/N: If there are any typo errors, sorryyyyy! I'll edit everything after I finish the story.
So I guess I'm casting Dianna Agron as Sidney but I'm not sure yet. I'm also considering Maddie Hasson but I don't really know her though. Shoutout to @1D_London_xx for helping me with the cast!
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