Detention

Chapter 17

My plate was empty too, so I follow Harry. He's putting his plate in the dish washer, so I do the same.

Okay this is a kitchen.

As I place the plate in the dish washer, I see Harry's body move away quickly.

"Harry," I start explaining. "Can I.." I continue as I'm turning to face him.

He wasn't in the room anymore. God, what have I done now? He is so moody. He was just talking about how he won't leave me, and now he's mad at me?

I hear the sound of the televesion suddenly, so I follow these noises and they lead me to a beautiful, modern, living room. And it is big, like every other room. And, on the couch, I see Harry sitting, holding a game controller, and looking focused. What? I look towards the Television and I see soldiers holding guns, and shooting at the screen, and a hand holding a gun, shooting them back. And the graphics are of course, amazing.

And under the television, on a small coffee table, is placed what I think is a PlayStation 4. So he's into video games.

He quickly pauses the game when he notices my arrival. "Do you want someting?" He says in an annoyed tone.

"Yes. Can you tell me why you're mad?" I ask, politely kind of.

He sighs and places the controller on the couch, beside him.

"There are somethings that I don't feel comfortable talking about, and you don't need to know everything." He says calmly.

I decide to let it go for now, if things go well, he will tell me eventually.

"Okay. I'm sorry." I tell him.

"Don't be. I know I'm an asshole sometimes." He says to my surprise.

At least he admits it. "Sometimes?" I tease.

He chuckles and looks back to the television. "I would ask you to join me, but I don't want to lose." He smiles.

"What game is this anyway?"

"Call Of Duty : Ghosts. I'm quite great at it." He smirks.

"Let me try to play." I grin.

"Okay, just don't be sad when you lose."

"Don't be so sure."

He gives me a controller and we start playing.

People start shooting at me and I die several times.

"Harry how do I shoot?" I ask, about three times.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you need my help?" He says with a smug smile.

I ignore him and click random buttons. I start making a pattern; X then O then triangle thing, then square thing.

As expected, I lost big time.

***

After playing several games, including Naruto, in which, for the record, I was good at, we decide to watch a movie.

He shows me his collection of movies, which isn't big. Most of them are war films, and a few cartoons. And I have no idea what to pick.

"This one is very nice." He tells me, pointing towards one of the war films. Maybe he's right, so I agree and we sit back on the couch and start watching.

After people get shot, grenades get thrown, people get killed, a country wins and a second war starts, I feel my eyes starting to close. Damn, this is boring.

As I'm about to fall asleep, I feel Harry snake his arm around me, and he pulls me closer to his chest.

I fall asleep in his arms, which is the best feeling ever.

I open my eyes and I slightly move, making Harry look at me and smile.

"How long have I been asleep?" I ask while yawning.

"One hour and a half." He says and I lay my head on his chest.

He starts caressing my hair, and I look at the television. The movie is still going on.

"How long is this movie?" I ask with surprise clear in my voice.

"Only about four hours." He chuckles.

"What?!"

"Yup. You get to enjoy every moment of these six wars, and I love it." He smiles.

I quickly get off the couch and shake my head.

"Harry.. This is so boring.." I whine. He sighs and gets up too.

"Whatever you say.." He says and frowns.

"Can we watch something else? A cartoon, maybe?" I offer.

"What are you thinking, young lady? It's Ten o' clock, don't you have homework to do?" He smirks.

"What?! Ten? Why didn't you say something before?!" I start panicking.

I must have lost track of time. My mom must be so worried! I need to leave, now.

"You looked so peaceful while sleeping, I couldn't wake you up.." He explains.

"But I need to go home! My mom is probably freaking out, and I have Math homework and English too and-"

"Don't worry, babe. I texted your mum from your phone saying that you're staying at Niall's house..And I already texted your teachers saying that you are very sick and unable to study."

I sigh in a relief at first, but then I say, "But I don't usually stay at Niall's for the night."

"That's a relief. I can't imagine what he would do with you if you did." He clenches his jaw.

"Niall's a good guy." I defend my best friend.

"With bad intentions." He adds.

"No.. Why do you say that?"

"Don't you see the way he looks at you?" He asks. "The way all guys look at you, actually." He adds.

"Not really. We're just friends. And why does that bother you?"

"I just, I can't imagine another guy trying things with you. I want you to be mine. Only mine."