Roommates

9

I woke up feeling extra warm. I wondered if I had accidentally turned on the heater instead of the A/C last night. The sunlight was too bright, so I rolled over so I was facing away from the window. I opened my eyes when I felt a warm breath fran over my face. The sight almost causing me to scream.

Harry was laying on my bed. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were right in my line of sight. I so could kiss you right now. But then you'd probably wake up and freak out. Oh well. A boy can dream.

I tried to get up from the bed but his arms tightened around me everytime I moved. If I weren't in a panic I would've thought it was cute. Eventually it got to the point where I was pressed tightly against his chest.

"Harry"

"Hare"

"Harry!!"

Nothing woke him up. I tried to poke him but all he did was huff and pull me even closer. Why are you doing this Harry?! I mean like why couldn't I have been informed you wanted to cuddle?

I started to push him towards the edge of the bed. Finally after one large push he fell to the floor. Unfortunately I oversaw one minor detail. His arms were wrapped so tightly around me that I tumbled to the ground with him.

He let out an "oof?" as he hit the ground and a groan as I landed on top of him,

"What the hell?"

I got off of him and helped him up. He looked at me a little wide eyed before looking back at the ground. Then I realized I was only in boxer briefs while he was wearing flannel pj bottoms and a t-shirt. AWKWARD!!

I went over to my drawer and pulled out some gym shorts.

"Why did you push me onto the floor?"

"Why were you sleeping in my bed?"

"I wanted to make sure you didn't sneak out."

"What the hell?"

"You said you've done it before!"

"Oh my goodness. You don't trust me!"

"Well now I do."

"Sure."

"Why were you on top of me?"

"Fell"

"Oh"

We stayed quiet for a little while. Suddenly a thought came to mind.

"Harry?"

"Hm?"

"Why did you bully me?"

"Because......"

"You don't have a reason do you?"

"No! I do! I just don't think you'll want to hear it"

"Try me"

He sat next to me on the bed. He stared out the window as he spoke.

"When I was in Cheshire, I was alwars the nerdy bisexual kid. I always got picked on and beat up. Then when I moved here, I thought, This is my chance to start fresh. Be someone else."

He sighed and looked at me.

"When I got here, no one cared about me being Bi. No one cared about that for anyone; I was thankful for that. But I was still that nerdy British kid. I didn't like who I saw in the mirror. So I worked out, and ate healthier. I even became a boxer. Then about a year after that, you showed up. You were always, and still are so small and vulnerable looking. You seemed like an easy target. So I chose you."