Harry’s POV

I slowly open my eyes to the early morning light, already wishing I could go back to sleep, but my body wasn’t having it.I slowly sat up, and without thinking, pulled a small red bear hanging by a string, while trying to pull myself off the bed. I suddenly felt something as cold as ice splash down on my head. I look up and see that a paint bucket has just spilled red ice water all over me. Wait ice water? “Karina I shout so loudly I can almost see the things on my bedside table shake. I hear footsteps in the hallway, and then the door creaks open a tiny bit, revealing Karina. And she’s fully dressed, with of course, the legendary smirk. Uggh! “What the fuck you bitch,” I scream. “She starts walking away but not before saying, “Ahh, is poor baby Harold upset.” And she said it in a baby voice. That made my blood boil, way past boiling point. I screamed at her and lunged, tripping over countless strings and I pushed and pulled at them as I went crashing through.I felt a water balloon pop on my head as I tripped over yet another string. Then the fan went on, blowing feathers everywhere. I finally made it to the door after getting hit in the head with a boxing mitt, and tripping over a stack of books. I stared at the room one more time. It looked bad, before pulling the door handle, and guess what fell all over my head. Paint. Sticky, smelly, thick, red paint. That made me enraged.

I throw myself out the door and stumble blindly down the stairs, emerging in the kitchen where I see Karina making the boys pancakes. The boys turn around when my feet hit the tile floor. The both stare at me open mouthed before bursting out laughing. I huff through my teeth. I'm sure I look like a crazed idiot that’s half-animal, but it’s not my fault. Not really, I think as I remember what I said to Karina the night before. Karina holds up her cell phone and before I know what’s happening, the flash goes off. I want to lunge at her, but not with the boys in the room. “Boys, how about you go outside in the backyard for a few minutes,” I say through my teeth. “Ok,” they mutter as they pick themselves up from the table and shuffle outside. As soon as they are out the door, I pull the blinds shut, so they can’t see in, and I lunge at Karina. Her phone is knocked out of her hand and it smashes to the floor, in too many tiny pieces to count. Karina looks at me like she is about to puke. She quickly regains herself enough to say, “It’s already on face book.” I stare at her and do the one thing that comes to my mind. I grab the flour bag off the island and dump it all over her. She screams and grabs the egg cartoon. She chucks the whole cartoon at me and they crack all over me and at my feet. Now I'm covered in ice water, feathers, paint, and eggs. Great! I grab the sugar and start chucking it at her in handfuls. She squeals and runs around the island. She makes a dash for the fridge, and the next thing I know left over spaghetti is covering me. She starts cracking up like crazy as I stand there stunned. Before she can even register what is going on though, I have squirted a whole glob of mustard on her head. Her mouth drops open and I crack up at her expression. It’s hilarious! I just catch her grabbing the orange juice cartoon before I'm drenched in the stuff. She smirks and says, “Who won?”I shuffle forward ever so slightly and whisper in her ear, “No one yet my darling.” She stares at me like I have grown another head, until I start tickling her. “No- sto,” she tries saying as she laughs like crazy as I tickle her. “Who won,” I ask her as I tickle her a little more. “Y-y-yo-you won,” she finally gets out. “Thought so,” I respond, as I climb off her and pull her to her feet.

As I look up at her, I suddenly realize how beautiful her soft blue eyes are. Then, I do the one thing I knew I would never do to this girl-guess not!-I kissed her. Her lips were so soft and smooth. They were like silk. I felt her wrap her arms around my neck and pull herself closer to me. I moaned into her mouth as her chest hit mine. Then, she suddenly pulled back. She was breathing heavily and she was slowly backing away from me muttering, “That wasn’t supposed to happen.” I just stare at her. It may have seemed wrong, but it felt too right to be wrong. Right?

Notes

I know its really, really late, but school has been biting me in the ass! Big time since break ended! I have been having trouble just getting to bed before 2am! uggh! but you probably don't want excuses, you just want your chapter so there you go!
(And I finally figured out how to do the links on the word! Yay me! anyone? :)
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