Bah Humbug

Isabella POV

I woke up happy. I rolled out of bed and looked out the window. A snow storm was raging outside. Harry probably wont be able to take me out today oh well. I make some hot cocoa and sit in front of my computer. I check the social media, facebook, instagram, twitter. While I was checking tumbler I heard a knock on my door. Who would be venturing out in this storm. I open the door to see Harry blue and freezing with a backpack on his shoulder.
"What the hell so you think your doing you'll freeze to death come inside."
Harry didn't need another invitation he came inside and took off his coat he was just wearing a short sleeve black tee-shirt underneath. Was this boy trying to kill himself? I go to make Harry some hot cocoa as he warms up. I turn to see Harry in the doorway of the kitchen. He looks me up and down and raises his eyebrows. I look down and blush I'm still in my pajamas. (http://cpietrow.wordpress.com/2013/12/02/date-with-bed/)
"So what are we doing today?"
Harry grabs my arm and pulls me into the living room. He dumps his backpack on the couch. There were DVDs and VHSs.
"Movie day." Harry says in a sing-song voice.
The microwave starts beeping so I go retrieve the hot cocoa.
"So what are we watching first?"
I ask as I hand Harry the hot cocoa. He looks at the pile deep in thought.
"Scrooge cause you acted like him when we first met."
I punch Harry playfully in the arm, put in the disk and sit next to him on the couch snuggling in. We watch scrooge, the Grinch, frosty the snowman miracle on 34th street, Santa Claus is coming to town and Rudolph. Finishing Rudolph I turn to Harry.
"So what do you want for dinner?"
My stomach growls reminding me I skipped lunch. I head to the pantry. I feel hands on my waist and a head rest on my shoulder.
"Hmmmm........how about mac 'n cheese?"
"Perfect."
I grab the box out and make us dinner. We sit on the couch to eat it.
"So Storytime."
I sigh and lean back.
"When I was 13 my mom broke it to me Santa Claus didn't exist. I wrote Santa a long letter probably around 10 pages and was so excited for Christmas. I was so excited I could barely sleep but I forced myself too cause I thought if I didn't Santa wouldn't come. I woke up the next morning and practically went flying down the stairs. There was nothing there. The cookies were untouched and the stockings were empty. I bawled my eyes out to my mom that Santa didn't come. She just looked at me weird and told me to suck it up he didn't exist. It broke my heart."
Harry looks at me chuckling softly. I glare at him.
"It isn't funny."
I say pointing my finger at him accusingly. He holds up his hands in surrender laughing all the while.
"Okay, okay whatever you say whatever you say."
I laugh and punch him. I look at the clock 8:30.
"We have time for 1 more movie what will it be?"
Harry looks through the pile. He pulls one out at put it in. Sitting back down next to me the title menu pops up. What a Wonderful Life. By the end of the movie I was sobbing into Harry's shoulder. Harry looks at me concerned.
"Whats wrong?"
I shake my head no. He just holds me till my sobs subdue. Harry stand up.
"Well I better go."
Looking outside I see that it is snowing harder.
"NO!"
Harry looks back at me.
"I mean please don't. It is storming too hard. You can stay here for the night."
Harry starts to protest but I cut him off with a kiss.
"Oh, ok I'll stay here."
"Yay!"

Notes

Hope you like it :)
-A