Claiming Me

Isabelle has fears. One of them coming up soon. The Claiming Game, where she doesn't want the highschool heartthrobs - Harry, Zayn, Liam, Niall and Louis - to claim her. Fears will be faced. - Cover by Ratohnhake;ton -

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13. Harry's Eyes

Izzy's POV

Zayn dropped me off at Harry's, and I was extremely nervous. For what? Who knows. My heart was beating as I said 'goodbye' to Zayn, and made my way to Harry's door. Three short knocks was all it took, there was Harry standing in front of me. 

"Come on in," his smile was easy, hands leading me towards the squeaky clean kitchen. I followed him, eyeing the cupboards. Knowing that I hadn't eaten lunch, my stomach grumbled in hunger. Harry's eyes flickered over to me, smiling in humor. 

"Are you hungry?" I quickly nod, my cheeks heating up. Harry gets out some chocolate chip cookies, they smell like absolute heaven. Taking one bit out of it, I groan. Yes, they are that good. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Harry smiling at me. "What?" I ask with a mouthful of cookie almost dumping out of my mouth. 

His smile turns into giggles, "You look so funny," he pauses, catching his breath from laughing so much, "eating. Your facial expressions." Harry is on the ground, still laughing. Looking at him, I burst into laughter as well. So, there we were, both laughing on the floor of Harry's kitchen. All of a sudden, I hear footsteps. 

"Harry?" a voice booms through the empty home, I assume it is Harry's mother. The footsteps get closer and closer, yet I can't get up, Harry is still rolling on the floor, caught up in his giggling mess. Harry's mother finally get to the kitchen and gives us a weird look. 

Harry snaps out of his laugh fit, "Hey mum."

"How was your day, and who is your friend?" she smiles, giving me a wave. 

"This is Isabelle," he motions to me, "and my day was great."

I get up, and Harry's mother pulls me into a hug, "Nice to meet you, Isabelle. I'm Anne, Harry's mother." Anne exits the kitchen, and Harry turns to face me. 

"So what do you want to do?" Harry questions. 

I eye the game 'Monopoly', "Do you want to play Monopoly?" He nods, and heads over to go get it. We set it up together at the dining table. 

"I call the top hat!" he claims. I giggle, picking out the dog. With it all set up, we start the game..

》》 After the game  》》

After many times of having to go to jail, and paying Harry thousands of dollars, he won. He had bought almost all of the properties, crowning each of them with hotels. 

"I totally let you win," I say, putting my hands behind my head. 

Harry coughed, "Yeah right , sore loser."

Quickly, I stuck my tongue out at him. He does the same - it's a war. This goes on and on for what seems like forever. Since our tongue muscles were getting tired, we stopped that, and went on to Harry's bedroom. 

To be honest, I was ready for it to be a complete mess with many posters adorning the walls. When we got to his bedroom, I was extremely surprised. It was spotless, with nothing on the walls except a coat of midnight blue. The only thing on his floor were some CDs - Def Leppard, the Eagles, AC/DC - and a sweatshirt. A small flatscreen TV is hooked on the wall, a PlayStation 3 underneath it, on a shelf. 

"Want to play Call of Duty?" Harry asks as he looks through all the video games. 

"Sure," I pause, "I want you to know I suck at this."

He laughs, tilting his head back a bit. Harry isn't bad, I say in my head, looking at him. He's normal, like the rest of the guys. The disc was in the PlayStation 3, and the Call of Duty main menu had popped up. He pressed "play", and handed me a controller.

I spoke the truth, I really did suck. There was no way I would win playing against Harry. We were playing multi-player where you had to kill the other. As in Harry would sneak up on me, and I couldn't get away before he shot me ( I was really bad with the controls). 

Soon enough, I was out of lives and Harry won. His victory dance was the funniest thing I've ever seen. Now, we were just laying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, talking about everything. I look up to see Harry is asleep. So I close my eyes and drift away as well.

A/N: I hope you liked! Wayyyy over due! - Seventeen (aka Jupiter)

 

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