Playing by the Rules

A One Direction Fan-Fiction. │Caution: This story has cussing and moments of intimacy. If you have a problem with any of those, then this might not be for you. │© Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified, or distributed without the expressed prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact Megan (: on


5. Chapter 5

  "Harry?" I asked quietly, creeping out of my bathroom.

  "Boo!" He yelled popping out in front of me.

  "Ahhh!!" I screamed "You bitch!" I said smacking him in the chest. He just busted out laughing. I pushed passed him and plopped down on my bed. "Jerk." I muttered.

  Harry finally comes to a small laugh and joins me on the bed. "Haha. So what do you have planned for today?" He chuckles.

  "Not pissing my pants, that's for damn sure." I mumbled. And with that, Harry went hysterical. I tried so hard not to laugh too, but went ahead anyways. Hearing someone's laughter always makes me happy. 

  "Sorry Lex, I couldn't help it." He claimed. Suuure. Sarcasm. "But do you wanna do anything today?" 

 "What do you mean?" I asked, laying down on my back, looking up at the ceiling.

 "Like go out and have some fun? I haven't been in the U.S. in like forever and I've only got a few days left." He said.

  Well... I wouldn't be here for much longer either. Maybe I should take a while to say goodbye to the place.

 He leaned over my face and gave me his best puppy dog look. "Pleassse?" He pleaded. He got a little closer and puffed his bottom lip out. "Pretty pleassse?" He begged. "I don't want to have to go alone."

  I smiled. "Alright, I'll go." He smiled and laid next to me. "Yay! Ok, so what should we do first? How about breakfast?" He asked.

 "Yeah-uhh! Food!" I pumped my fist in the air once then stood up.

 "Where you going?" He asked.

 "I gotta get dressed sweet cheeks." I said while patting his cheek.

 "Ohhh I seee." He smiled and got up. "Have fun with that then." He laughed and walked across the hall.

 "You're still a jerk, jerk!" I yelled. I could hear him begin to laugh again as he shut his door. I smiled to my self and traveled over to my closet tapping my chin.

  "What to wear. What. To. Ah-ha. " I mumbled turning around and grabbing my shopping bag. Why not try something on? I pulled out my new plaid shirt and grabbed some light denim shorts out of my closet, along with my white converses, a white tank top, and some socks. I grabbed another shopping bag and pulled out and matching set of white underwear. I threw all my crap on my bed and jumped in the shower.

 About fifteen minutes later I finished and got dressed. Next I blow-dried my hair and braided a section of it and pulled it, and the rest of my hair, back in a ponytail. Geez... for once I didn't have to redo my braid fifteen times. I smiled at my accomplishment and finished it off with a little white daisy hair clip.

  Just as I finished Harry walked in all dressed and ready. "Aww don't you look cute?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around my shoulder. He looked at me and smiled. "You ready?" I nodded my head and grabbed my phone and wallet.

  I looked at Harry, and I'd have to say, he looked pretty damn attractive right now. He was wearing a black v-neck with a pair of skinny jeans and black vans. Uhhh and he smelt gooood. I walked back over to him.

  "Harry, what cologne are you wearing?" I asked, getting closer. "Like, seriously can I have a hug, you smell amazing." I laughed. He laughed and embraced me in a tight hug. "You smell like Jesus on a pile of a thousand roses!" I giggled. He laughed and thanked me. 

  "You smell pretty good yourself." He smiled. I laughed and pulled away. That. was. awkward. But seriously, people that smell good are amazing. 

  "Shall we?" He asked extending his arm to me cheesily.

  "We shall." I smiled.

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