Stuck In A Room With Harry
Chapter 22
Harrys POV.
I flipped through different types of channels trying to find something to watch. Nothing was on at the moment and I was about to die of boredom. I have moved from my bed to the couch because of multiple reasons:
1) I was getting bored over there.
2) I couldn’t stand being in the same room with someone I hurt.
So I decided to come over to the couch and that’s where I am currently. I was slouched on the couch, eating a banana, my 3rd banana to be exact, and still flipping through the channels. There really was nothing to watch.
The silence that had took over the room behind me with me and hunter in it was too much for me. I don’t do well under a silent amount of pressure and I couldn’t handle the fact that if I sat there anymore then I should have, then I might have said something I would regret.
What would I say? I don’t know but I knew it wouldn’t be something good and I don’t know who I would regret it in some way but that’s just I how felt in that moment. For a boy I feel way too many feelings in certain situations.
I felt the couch dip, causing me to look over and see Hunter sitting a cushion away from me looking at the TV. I didn’t know how long I been thinking or if she even knew I was thinking but for the sake of questioning, I hope not.
I was on the MTV network and 16 and pregnant was on. Oh god I can’t stand this show. “Oh my god I hate this show.” I heard Hunter groan beside me, causing me to chuckle then think of a messed up thought.
“Maybe you should watch it, you might see yourself on here.” She looked over at me before flicking me off and throwing a pillow in my direction, causing me to drop my banana on the floor. “Hey!” I put the pillow on the empty cushion beside me and bent down to pick of my banana. I heard her snickering beside me before sighing.
“That’s what you get for your smart ass remarks Harold now turn it before I bite you.” I quickly switched into worried mode because she was not lying about biting me. Last time she bit me because I wouldn’t give her the remote for Liam’s TV so she came over and bit me, hard.
“Fine fine, you animal.” I threw my hands up in the air before picking up the remote again and turning the channel. 1,000 ways to die was on and I quickly sat up, excited that this show was on. “Oooooooh yes! We have to watch this!” I looked over at Hunter confused. “You watch this?” She nodded eagerly, not facing me.
“Oh and it’s new to! Look!” I looked back to the TV to see that it was new. Thank god for that. They always play old episodes of it and I have seen all like 3 times so it’s quite annoying. I don’t know if I was the only in this moment thinking about it, but I think we were kind of getting along? I don’t know.
Hunters POV.
Okay this was weird. Me and Harry, sitting on the same couch, liking and watching the same show, in the same room? Okay this was REALLY weird. We weren’t even arguing are any smart remarks were made. Just sitting there watching a 1,000 ways to die.
I was too caught up in the show to even realize that we had gotten somewhat closer to each other over the hours. The only thing keeping us apart and of the subject was the 2 bowls filled with food.
Eyes glued on the TV, I reached into one of the bowls that was filled with popcorn when I felt a hand on mine. I looked down and then up at Harry, who kind of had the same reaction as I did; which was shock.
We pulled our hands away quickly and mumbled quick sorries before watching the TV again. The last episode of A 1,000 Ways to Die had finally went off and it was 8:00. Harry was about to change the channel when Ink Master came on.
“You wanna watch this?” I looked over at him and back at the TV. I never watched it before but some of my friends have said that it was a really good show when you wanna learn about tattoos and stuff.
Watching it couldn’t hurt right? “Never watched it before but I heard its good, so sure.” He nodded and put the remote back down beside him. I paid attention back to the TV and I have to admit, this show was pretty good.
Never thought I would like a show about tattoos and competitions on who’s the best. I had a feeling Harry would like this show anyway, considering he is covered in tattoos. Due to the show being kind of boring though, I had time to think.
About What? So many things. Like being here in the cabin house I was basically raised in. Or being in the same room I was in the first time heard that my mom died. Oh and being this close to someone that I don’t really like.I felt like my head was going to explode with the amount of pressure I was putting on it.
Does a teenager girl really thinks this hard or this much? I seriously don’t think me thinking so much is a good thing for me right now and the state im in. I was to focus on my thinking that I heard someone calling my name, repeatedly.
“Hunter? Hunter are you okay?” I blinked my eyes multiple times before looking over to Harry who looked concerned as shit, which bothered me just a little. “Oh…uh…yea?” He continued to stare at me before continuing on. “I was just heading to bed so do you want the remote?”
I stared at him and back at the remote in his hand before looking back at him. I really don’t think I should stay up any longer for the fear of doing something on insomniacs would do and god knows what that could be.
“Oh no you can go ahead and turn it off, im heading to bed to.” He nodded and turned the TV off, darkness surrounding the whole room. I got up and picked up the two bowls and headed to the mini kitchen we had down here.
I opened the cabinet and grabbed the plastic wrap to put over the chips we didn’t finish. I left it on the stove top and put the other bowl in the sink since we or should I say HARRY ate all the fucking popcorn when he knows how much I love it.
I sighed and walked to our bedroom. Wow, that sounds so weird. Anyway, I didn’t feel like changing and then again it was no point to since I didn’t do anything today anyway so I just went straight to my bed and pulled the covers back.
No one turned the lights on so the moon was the only source of light we had. That was the good thing about being down here. The moon was so bright and there was no trees blocking it so it was all you could see which was always fine to me.
I was being pulled into a deep slumber by sleep itself when I faintly heard “Goodnight Hunter” but I was before I could say anything.
“Goodnight.”
I flipped through different types of channels trying to find something to watch. Nothing was on at the moment and I was about to die of boredom. I have moved from my bed to the couch because of multiple reasons:
1) I was getting bored over there.
2) I couldn’t stand being in the same room with someone I hurt.
So I decided to come over to the couch and that’s where I am currently. I was slouched on the couch, eating a banana, my 3rd banana to be exact, and still flipping through the channels. There really was nothing to watch.
The silence that had took over the room behind me with me and hunter in it was too much for me. I don’t do well under a silent amount of pressure and I couldn’t handle the fact that if I sat there anymore then I should have, then I might have said something I would regret.
What would I say? I don’t know but I knew it wouldn’t be something good and I don’t know who I would regret it in some way but that’s just I how felt in that moment. For a boy I feel way too many feelings in certain situations.
I felt the couch dip, causing me to look over and see Hunter sitting a cushion away from me looking at the TV. I didn’t know how long I been thinking or if she even knew I was thinking but for the sake of questioning, I hope not.
I was on the MTV network and 16 and pregnant was on. Oh god I can’t stand this show. “Oh my god I hate this show.” I heard Hunter groan beside me, causing me to chuckle then think of a messed up thought.
“Maybe you should watch it, you might see yourself on here.” She looked over at me before flicking me off and throwing a pillow in my direction, causing me to drop my banana on the floor. “Hey!” I put the pillow on the empty cushion beside me and bent down to pick of my banana. I heard her snickering beside me before sighing.
“That’s what you get for your smart ass remarks Harold now turn it before I bite you.” I quickly switched into worried mode because she was not lying about biting me. Last time she bit me because I wouldn’t give her the remote for Liam’s TV so she came over and bit me, hard.
“Fine fine, you animal.” I threw my hands up in the air before picking up the remote again and turning the channel. 1,000 ways to die was on and I quickly sat up, excited that this show was on. “Oooooooh yes! We have to watch this!” I looked over at Hunter confused. “You watch this?” She nodded eagerly, not facing me.
“Oh and it’s new to! Look!” I looked back to the TV to see that it was new. Thank god for that. They always play old episodes of it and I have seen all like 3 times so it’s quite annoying. I don’t know if I was the only in this moment thinking about it, but I think we were kind of getting along? I don’t know.
Hunters POV.
Okay this was weird. Me and Harry, sitting on the same couch, liking and watching the same show, in the same room? Okay this was REALLY weird. We weren’t even arguing are any smart remarks were made. Just sitting there watching a 1,000 ways to die.
I was too caught up in the show to even realize that we had gotten somewhat closer to each other over the hours. The only thing keeping us apart and of the subject was the 2 bowls filled with food.
Eyes glued on the TV, I reached into one of the bowls that was filled with popcorn when I felt a hand on mine. I looked down and then up at Harry, who kind of had the same reaction as I did; which was shock.
We pulled our hands away quickly and mumbled quick sorries before watching the TV again. The last episode of A 1,000 Ways to Die had finally went off and it was 8:00. Harry was about to change the channel when Ink Master came on.
“You wanna watch this?” I looked over at him and back at the TV. I never watched it before but some of my friends have said that it was a really good show when you wanna learn about tattoos and stuff.
Watching it couldn’t hurt right? “Never watched it before but I heard its good, so sure.” He nodded and put the remote back down beside him. I paid attention back to the TV and I have to admit, this show was pretty good.
Never thought I would like a show about tattoos and competitions on who’s the best. I had a feeling Harry would like this show anyway, considering he is covered in tattoos. Due to the show being kind of boring though, I had time to think.
About What? So many things. Like being here in the cabin house I was basically raised in. Or being in the same room I was in the first time heard that my mom died. Oh and being this close to someone that I don’t really like.I felt like my head was going to explode with the amount of pressure I was putting on it.
Does a teenager girl really thinks this hard or this much? I seriously don’t think me thinking so much is a good thing for me right now and the state im in. I was to focus on my thinking that I heard someone calling my name, repeatedly.
“Hunter? Hunter are you okay?” I blinked my eyes multiple times before looking over to Harry who looked concerned as shit, which bothered me just a little. “Oh…uh…yea?” He continued to stare at me before continuing on. “I was just heading to bed so do you want the remote?”
I stared at him and back at the remote in his hand before looking back at him. I really don’t think I should stay up any longer for the fear of doing something on insomniacs would do and god knows what that could be.
“Oh no you can go ahead and turn it off, im heading to bed to.” He nodded and turned the TV off, darkness surrounding the whole room. I got up and picked up the two bowls and headed to the mini kitchen we had down here.
I opened the cabinet and grabbed the plastic wrap to put over the chips we didn’t finish. I left it on the stove top and put the other bowl in the sink since we or should I say HARRY ate all the fucking popcorn when he knows how much I love it.
I sighed and walked to our bedroom. Wow, that sounds so weird. Anyway, I didn’t feel like changing and then again it was no point to since I didn’t do anything today anyway so I just went straight to my bed and pulled the covers back.
No one turned the lights on so the moon was the only source of light we had. That was the good thing about being down here. The moon was so bright and there was no trees blocking it so it was all you could see which was always fine to me.
I was being pulled into a deep slumber by sleep itself when I faintly heard “Goodnight Hunter” but I was before I could say anything.
“Goodnight.”
Notes
Hi guys!
So im thinking of naming the set of chapters of them stuck together "Days". Like you know day 1, day 2, etc. Is that okay or show I keep them as chapters?
I DUNNO BUT HELP A GIRL OUT PUHLEASE :)
Pleeeeease updated
2/22/16