*Harry's P.O.V*
Savannah went to the couch were Louis and Liam were. They lazily smiled at her. Her long brown hair fell in loose waves, and she looked beautiful. She was just sitting there, staring off into space, when her fingers started to twitch. It looked almost involuntarily, but she wasn't paying attention. I sat down next to her, and she didn't even flinch.
"Hey Sav?" She turned to me, and her green eyes were shining so brightly, they were the color of a perfect emerald.
"Yeah?" She asked, her fingers still doing that little twitching thing. Liam, Zayn, and Louis just then noticed.
"Why are you fingers. . . doing that?" She looked confused until she peered down at her hands.
"Oh! That? I'm just fingering," she said, laughing. She stopped when she noticed my confused expression.
"You know, like, fingering my flute?" Oh! I got it now.
"Yeah, I just kinda do that randomly without noticing. I'm just practicing," she said, somewhat embarrassed.
"Ok, so I'd better get used to that?" I teased. She rolled her eyes and smiled at me.
"I'm bored. Can we watch a movie?" Louis spoke up.
"Sure, which one?" I asked.
"Um, how about a scary one?"
"Ok, do you wanna do our usual?" I asked, referring to our favorite. He nodded. I went down to the den to get it. When I came up, blankets and pillows were set out on the ground and on the couch. I called Niall in, popped in the disc, and settled in next to Savannah on the floor.

*Savannah's P.O.V*
Harry sat next to me and draped a blanket on my legs as the movie started. I was so tense, even the opening screen freaked me out.
"Are you scared?" He asked, sensing my fear. I nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you," he assured me. I gladly snuggled up to him. Within the first six minutes, my face was buried in Harry's shoulder, and I was refusing to look up at the screen. He wrapped his arms around me. Every time I heard a mangled scream, I would cower even more, and Harry would whisper into my ear.
"Don't worry love, it's over," he said after an especially-scary part, twirling a strand of my hair around his finger. I tentatively looked up to see yet another terrifying scene. A blood-curdling scream made me run right out of Harry's embrace and all the way upstairs into the room I'd hidden in earlier. Why did I even agree to watch this? I won't get any sleep tonight, I'll probably have nightmares, and Mom won't be back until almost two weeks, I thought, running a hand through my hair. I paced back and forth across the room, trying to slow my racing heart. Before, I'd been fine with watching horror movies, but after it happened, I've been terrified of anything that has to do with that kind of stuff. After a few minutes, I felt calm enough to go back downstairs when I heard a few thumps. I immediately dove into the closet. The thumps sounded louder as the person came upstairs. A few minutes passed, and my breathing grew faster. I was hugging my knees with my face hidden behind them when the door creaked open. Someone touched my arm, and I screamed. It was too dark to clearly see anyone, but I could barely make out a vague silhouette.
"Shh, it's me, love," they said, flipping on the closet light. Instead of a maniac killer with a chainsaw, Harry stood there in the doorway. I almost collapsed with relief. He moved closer and gently picked me up.
"If you don't want to go back, you can stay in the kitchen," he whispered as he carried me bridal-style downstairs.
"No, I'll go back. I just got a little freaked out I guess." He nodded and carried me all the way to the living room and set me down on the couch. He sat down next to me again and put the blanket on me like before. Zayn and Niall were passed out on the floor, Louis was slowly falling asleep, and Liam was still awake. He smiled at me and mouthed "Are you ok?" I nodded as Harry crept over to the TV and lowered the volume so the screams wouldn't be as loud. He sat back down, lifted my head into his lap, and started playing with my hair. Since the screams weren't keeping me awake, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

*Harry's P.O.V*
Savannah was curled up next to me with her head on my lap and sleeping by the end of the movie. I didn't want to move and wake her up; she was smiling in her sleep, and she seemed so peaceful compared to when I accidentally scared her in that closet– she screamed so loud I thought she'd burst my eardrums! Since I didn't want to wake her up, Liam got up and took out the movie.
"'Night Harry," he whispered as he left the room to go sleep. I noticed I still had my arms wrapped around Savannah, but she didn't seem to mind. I started playing on my phone because there was nothing better to do without moving, and I decided to take a picture of her sleeping on me as well. I finally managed to fall asleep around midnight.