i walk into my house, which is silent, Kat isnt home i guess.
i sit on the couch and Harry sits across from me.
i look him in the eyes and we are slowly being pulled together.
his lips touch mine and i pull on his curls, deepening the kiss.
his hands travel to the hem of my shirt and his hands creep up to my back, his warm fingers touching my soft skin.
i tug on his curls and his tongue swipes my bottom lip asking for entrance, i accept being the weak girl i am. i lightly push on his chest with one of my hands, he leans onto the couch and i straddle him.
i lean my kisses down to his neck and jawline and-
"HONEY I'M HOMEEEE!!!!!!" Kat, shit. she sounds drunk. she walks into the living room where we are and i lift my body off Harry's. "WOW." she laughs "glad i stopped you before you-"
"we wern't going to do that! we weren't going to do anything!" i say trying to be calm.
"we weren't?" Harry says in disbelief.
"no, we weren't." i say and Kat giggles.
"knowing you, you would have." she slurs and i glare at her.
so i've done this before, just with one guy, and we were together a long time, and Kat always walked in at the wrong times.

i walk off to my room and slam the door, i walk to my dresser and grab my pajamas.
i slip into my bed and read my book, Pride and Prejudice. i've read it too many times before, but i love it.

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i look at the clock, its 4 hours later, 10pm.

i lay my head on the pillow and close my eyes but i wont go to sleep. i lay this way for a while.

"Cate?" Harry says entering my room.
"its been 4 hours, you haven't left?" i ask turning on my lamp light.
"no, me and Kat were talking, she told me QUITE a lot about you." he says and my head flies up as he sits on my bed.
"she was really drunk.." he laughs
"yeah- so what did she tell you?" i ask impatiently, knowing Kat knows my every embarrassing detail of my entire life.
"well, you're hate to drink too much, but if you start you can't stop until you're passed out." he chuckles and i motion for him to go on he does, "you are in love with the color blue, your favorite movies are Grease and The Breakfast Club." he rambles and i can tell he is holding onto to one that interested him the most. No, please dont say it! dont say it!
"And you got drunk at high school graduation and stripped as you ran down the street" damn, she told him.

i blush and hide under the covers. Harry lifts my head up and kisses my forehead, "tell me if this kiss means be friends or be more." he says and his lips reach mine in a light, but passionate manner.

we pull away, "i'll let you know tomorrow." i smile and push him with one finger playfully out of my room. he exits the house and i slip to the back of my door, biting my lip and smiling.