The Next Door Neighbour 3

Katie and Harry seem extremely happy until they hit a bump in their relationship. When something or should I say someone gets in the way of their love, how will they solve their issues?

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Katie's POV

"Your family are so nice," I commented as we climbed into the car, about to drive back to London. 

"Are you saying that because you generally mean it, or because they gave us snacks for the journey home?" Harry chuckled. 

"Ashton Irwin," I shrugged.

"Stop using that as your answer to everything," Harry replied.

 "Calum Hood," I shrugged.

"Why are you so obsessed with 5sos?" He asked.

"Luke Hemmings," I answered. 

"Seriously, enough," Harry said.

"Okay," I replied. "Michael Clifford," I added.

"Katie Brown, enough," He laughed. 

"Your so cute when your mad," I giggled, digging into the snacks Ann had made for us. 


"Home sweet home," Harry said, as we entered the flat.

I flopped onto the sofa, lying unmoved for a few minutes.

"Is Liv back yet?" Harry asked, lifting my legs up before sitting down and placing my legs on his lap.

"No, she gets back in a few days," I replied.

I saw Harry glance down at his watch.

"We should probabley sort some sort of dinner out," He said. "It's almost eight and I'm starving," 

"Oh, do we have too?" I complained. "I'm too tired," 

"Wow, you must be tired if you are turning down the offer of food," Harry said, shocked.

"It wasn't really turning down food, it was a more of, I'm too tired, Harry make me food, kind of thing," I explained.

He sighed at my answered. 

"You know, we could just order pizza?" I asked.

"Katie, no," He told me.

"Harry, yes," I smirked, coping his tone of voice. 

"Look, I'll go make something," He sighed, getting off of the sofa and walking inti the kitchen.

I got my phone out, scrolling through my twitter. I kept finding these ridiclous fan edits of Harry, that made him look so stupid. I saved all of them into my camera rool, they were far too hilarious. 

About 20 minutes later Harry called saying he had made dinner.

"Dinner's ready," He called.

I stayed unmoved and silent.

"Katie, c'mon," He called.

"Can't you bring it too me?" I called back.

I didn't hear it, but I'm pretty sure he sighed at my responce.

"You are the laziess person I know," He said, entering the living room with two bowls of pasta in each of his hands.

"Thank you," I smiled, taking the oasta off of him. "And I will take that as a compliment," 

He just rolled his eues, laughing.

We ate oir pasta, whilst watching TV. And then Harry forced me to cuddle him on the sofa for 'being such a great boyfriend and making such an amazing dinner'. I say forced, but I wasn't exactley complaining as I snuggled into his side. We lay like this for a while, flicking through channels, before we finally got too tired and decided to call it a night. 



Author's note:

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, glt really bad writer's block at the moment. More updates coming soon, they just may take me longer to write. Remember to like, comment and favourite! Love you guys xx



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