♡ | T H E : A R C H E T Y P E S | ♡ CHAPTER 22

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'No, I don't like you, I just thought you were cool 

Enough to kick it 

Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho 

Since you think I don't love you, I just thought you were cute 

That's why I kiss you 

Got a fighter jet, I don't get fly it, though 

I'm lyin' down thinkin' 'bout you.'

"Niall! Come out you lil' bugger!"

Niall swung his front door open and stood in front of my rubbing his eyes.

"Come out with me!" I said cheerily.  

Niall smiled and said he'd be out in a minute.

I let Harry sleep in this afternoon and wanted to treat myself out to a day with Niall.

I asked him what he'd like to do and he proposed we'd go shopping and then hit Nando's.

Niall bought a pair of trainers and I got myself some ribbons for my hair.

We sat in Nando's and chowed down and chatted mindlessly.

I was telling Niall about my encounter with Taylor when my phone blasted.

"Where are you?" Harry's husky voice questioned.  

"Did you just wake up? I'm with Niall."  

"What are you doing?"  

"Going absolutely bonkers!"  

Niall laughed.  

Harry also laughed.  

"We're having lunch."  

"Do you miss me?" Harry spoke seductively.  

"Yes." I whispered.  

"Be home soon."He said authoritatively.  

"Yes, sir."  

"I love you."  

"I love you too."

"You've got it bad." Niall teased.  

"Oh, shut up." I picked up a fry and shoved it into his mouth.

I had just finished another course with the sexpertise and now we're watching television.

I idly flipped through channels and 

stopped when I caught a glimpse of One Direction.  

It was a commercial for the 3D movie.  

I jumped out of my seat and Live While We're Young streamed and I danced my ass off.

Harry looked completely embarrassed.

I flopped on top of him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Are you embarrassed of my dancing?" I gasped.  

Harry smiled.  

"I like your dancing." He spoke and flipped us over so that now he hovered over me.

"I like you dancing too." I giggled out.  

Harry rose his eyebrows not quite comprehending.

I got up from underneath him and stood in front of him ready to break some moves.

I started to dance and make fun of the moves Harry was known to pull off.

Harry laughed at me but, I could sense he didn't like the fact I was mocking him.

I grasped my wrist and pulled me onto his lap.

I laughed and kissed Harry's nose gently.  

"I don't like you making fun of me."Harry mumbled.  

"Awh, did I hurt your feelings?" I asked playfully and poked his sides.

Harry took my finger into his mouth and bite into hard.  

I yelped.  

Harry kissed my finger regretfully.

"You're honestly crazy, Harry." I admitted half-heartily.  

"Crazy about you." He gushed.  

"Shut up, will you." I got off of his lap and threw a pillow at him.

Harry ran after me and threw me onto our bed.

"You're a very mischievous girl." Harry spoke his eyes dark now.  

"I think I need to teach you a lesson."  

Oh My.

END OF CHAPTER 22

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