A/N: AmaZayn cover for FIREFLAKES made by explainablyme (the cover above), thanks infinity love. Go check out her works.
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"Wake up!"

I feel jerks in my hand and open one eye putting so much effort, only to discover wet chestnut curls hanging in front of me, mostly hiding two forest green eyes.

"What are you up-to Harry?" I frown and bury my head in the pillows deeper.

"Wake up Garfield the lazy cat!" I hear him singing.

I'm not going to wake up! Today is weekend and I don't need to wake up this early. Harry gets up late always and what's his problem if I'm sleeping more today! Geez!

"Snow! It's 10 am and I thought I was the latest waker in the world but you're the one!" He blubbers not stooping his effort of waking me up by pulling my hand.

"What the hell Harry? No classes or no need to wake up early so why won't you let me sleep?" I growl and lie down on my chest, hiding my head with the pillows fully. A deep sigh releases from my mouth as I don't feel his hands around mine.

Phew! He's gone. He's so understanding sometim.......

"Harry!" I squeal as he starts to tickle my sides. Unable to stay on the bed any further, I finally stand up and stick up my tongue looking at him, earning another from him.

"What's the hurry?" I yawn and stretch my arms, still standing on the bed.

He smirks and lies down on my bed, crossing his arms under his head.

"I just wanted to check if your bed was more comfy, I couldn't sleep on mine since my first night here." He pouts.

"You could do it later instead up waking me up! You always think about yourself only!" I yell crossing my arms over my chest.

My eyelids are still heavy and yawns are escaping randomly from my mouth. I'm still sleepy and he just woke me up for nothing. I intend to make a face looking at him but turns into another yawn which makes him laugh.

He looks at me for a while tilting his head on a side and then pulls me to him slowly by grabbing my t-shirt. He sits on the bed and makes me stand between his legs.

"No, nothing's going to work Harry! I'm not going to compromise this time because it's about sleep, a major thing! Sleep!" I tell with a voice full of anger.

"Have you seen the movie angry birds?" He asks wiggling his eyebrows.

I look at him confusingly, unable to understand his plans.

"Yeaaa.....?" I reply more like asking, being confused of his sudden reason for asking this question.

"You look like the red one when you're angry!" Saying this he bursts into laughter, earning two punches from me on his forearm.

"I hate you Harry! So much! The most! Mostest!" I tell smacking his forearm.

"I hate you more." He laughs and tickles my stomach.

"I hate you most." I tell during the laughter and he joins too.

Rolling my eyes, I walk to the bathroom grabbing my towel and he winks.

I haven't spent even a month with this idiot and he's already growing more idiotic. I don't know about him but he and I can never make us, that's obvious.

Having a good shower, I wrap my body with the towel and go outside.

"You're going anywhere today?" Harry asks as I reach to grab my dress.

"No I think. Why?" I answer pulling out a tank top and sweatpants from the dresser instead.

"No just asked." He replies, his eyes still closed and I notice my pillows have gotten wet because of his soaked hair.

"Can you go outside or something so that I can change?" I smile looking at him.

"Cmon, nothing new to me." He chuckles with his eyes still closed and I know he's gonna win the argument anyway. So I go back to the bathroom and change my clothes.

Sitting on my bed, I turn on my laptop and log into my Netflix account.

"You haven't eaten anything for breakfast." Harry tells and I nod.

"I'm not feeling for breakfast Harry, I'll have the lunch early today, don't worry. You wanna join me for lunch?" I ask smiling before switching on a movie.

"Okay. What are you doing?" He asks.

"I'm watching a movie."I gesture to my laptop.

"What movie?" He asks.

"Remember me." I reply with a satisfied tone.

"I haven't watched it but the name is too boring to watch." He sighs and lies down on the bed on his stomach.

"Can I just lie down beside you? My bed isn't comfy." He raises his head after a while and asks making a puppy face.

I nod; I've decided to make a mutual relationship with him because I'm tired of playing Tom and Jerry with this big guy.

"Why are you forwarding on the movie?" He asks on a sudden. "They're just fucking, it's just a call of nature!" He snaps and I roll my eyes.

He lies down beside me and tries his best to keep his sleepy eyes open while I watch the entire movie with interest.

"The hot scenes are good but I didn't like the plot, too cinematic!" He yawns.

"Because this is one!" I chuckle lying down beside him.

"I'm better than him, you can't deny it." He grins looking at me and I laugh.

"He's not a playboy like you." I raise my eyebrow.

"I'm not a playboy!" He says gritting his teeth and jumps off of the bed.

"Where are you going?" I ask sitting on the bed.

"Out of these four walls! Out of you!" He yells grabbing a black t-shirt from his dresser.

"What Made you angry this much? I just said what you are as you've told me earlier and I didn't know that you'll get this angry hearing the truth." I snap and he gives me a death glare.

"You don't know the real me and when you'll know, either you'll get addicted to me or you'll run away from me, regretting." He whisper yells.

"Neither I want to know the real you, nor I want to know. So no scope of getting addicted or running away." I answer in an angry tone.

"Mark your own words so that you can regret them later!" He tells and walks out of the room.

I bury my head in my hands and lay down on the bed. I really don't know how to survive inside these four walls with this arrogant mood swinger. I stay laid on my stomach for a long time and feel few salted drops fall on my lips from my eyes.

Damn, stop crying Snow.

"Who's this?" I ask as someone knocks on the door, wiping away my tears.

Harry is never going to knock before entering so it mustn't be Harry. I walk to the door and open it when nobody answers.

"Oh hi Zayn." I smile being surprised watching the unexpected face standing at the door. "How did you find my room?" I widen the door to let him come in and notice another boy walks inside with him.

"Liam found out somehow, he's a genius. We were getting bored in the room so I thought maybe you have some time to gossip." Zayn tells and bites his bottom lip. I love his cute gestures.

"Hi, I'm Liam, Zayn's roommate." The boy tells in an unfamiliar accent and I gesture both of them to sit on the couch.

"You two did a great job; I was getting super duper bored anyway." I smile and sit on my bed crossing my legs.

"Is your roommate out?" Zayn asks looking around and I nod.

"You're coming to the party tonight?" Liam asks looking at me with his sparkling eyes.

"Me? No! I have already said bye to parties after experiencing my life's first party." I half smile and frown.

"No, I think it's necessary for newbies like us. New faces, getting introduced, making friends. Come on you two! It'll be fun!" Liam coos looking at me and then Zayn. Zayn and I look at each other with questioning eyes.

"Don't think about this much, I'm asking for a party to attend in, not an exam guys!" Liam laughs and messes Zayn's hair.

"Don't touch my hair I'm saying or I'm gonna call you Lima Bean in front of her!" Zayn tells making a serious face while fixing his hair.

"You just called me that in front of her?" Liam mocks rolling his eyes.

"Okey I'll be coming." I tell shrugging, looking at Liam.

"Yesss! And you?" Liam wiggles his eyebrows looking at Zayn.

"In one condition, only if you don't touch my hair again." Zayn pouts and Liam nods, smiling.

"I didn't like that Ashley girl anyway." I frown and Zayn nods.

After gossiping for a while, we decide to have lunch. Liam drives the three of us to an open restaurant. Zayn and I grab chicken fries with mashed potatoes and Liam orders a subway sandwich.

"Snow?" Hearing the voice I turn around and discover Harry.

"H...hi Harry." I smile looking at him.

"Won't you introduce me with your new friends?" He smirks and sits beside me, grabbing a chair from another table.

"Guys this is Harry, my roommate and Harry they are my friends." I Smile nervously, Zayn and Liam both waves their hands looking at Harry.

"No thanks I'll share with Snow. We love sharing things." Harry politely ignores Liam's lunch offer and takes a sip of my cola. I look at him furrowing my eyebrows and he winks in return. Jesus knows what he is planning to do now!

"We all can go to the party by my car, okay Snow?" Liam asks and I nod.

"Party?" Harry asks confusingly.

"Yeah, we're going to Ashley's party tonight. Zayn and I missed the first party anyway, you're coming Harry?" Liam smiles looking at Harry and Harry looks at me with clenched jaw.

"I thought you were not going." Harry whispers looking at me.

"No, not coming." Harry replies looking ferociously in my eyes, his detailed jawline still clenched. "I gotta go guys. See Ya." Harry smiles and walks away after passing me a death glare, before I could even reply.

"You stay in the same room with him?" Zayn asks with a shock covering his whole face and I nod, half smiling.

"He seems friendly anyway." Liam chuckles, causing Zayn to laugh.

"Friendly? You misspelled freaky Liam!" Zayn tells.

"I don't know. Maybe or maybe not." I tell during my laughter, caressing my forearms to calm down the goosebumps Harry has left me with.