Trigger warning: mentions skipping meals.
I do not encourage this by the way.

"You're not okay." Harry states.

"Yes I am." I cross my arms.

"You're not." Harry argues.

"I am." I argue back.

"Ye haven't eaten today." Harry says giving me an eyebrows raised and arms crossed.

"Don't look at me like that." I mutter.

Harry takes off his pirate jacket and wonders in the kitchen.

"I'm cooking ye something then." Harry says rolling his sleeves up.

"What? No."

Okay normally I wouldn't give in but my stomach was so painful with hunger pains and let's just say Harry is a stubborn jackass but his food is flipping amazing.

"Ye enjoying that Y/n?" Harry asks with a smirk.

"It's. Flipping. Amazing." I say greedily.

"Jay and Carlos have been a while." Harry says looking at his pocket watch, "Want to watch a movie?"

"Yeah of course. I don't know what films we have though..."

"You're not going to make me watch The Notebook are ye? Uma makes me watch it all the time." Harry says exasperated.

"No too soppy for me let's watch Men in Black." I say picking a film more to my liking.

"Yes Y/n." Harry says.

He takes the pots in the kitchen for me and stacks the old dishwasher as I smile lightly. He may be a little shit in both chemistry and practice but he's being very gentlemanly.

"You don't have to do that you know." I say arms crossed.

He shrugs, "I know." Harry smirks, "I want to."

Evie
So he hasn't left yet then? Harry I mean. Normally I hear his bike engine as it passes my place.

Me
Yeah he's just cooked me some food then we're watching Men in Black.

"Who's that?" Harry says from behind me.

"Evie." I shrug as I move to put the film in.

Harry goes and flops on the sofa. He leaves his arm open so I go next to him and it goes round my shoulders. I'm not comfy so I move so cuddled into him which he smirks at so I slap at his chest. I put my head on his shoulder as I'm tired. Slowly, he puts his head ever so gentle resting on mine. We stay like that for well over an hour until Jay comes it.

"Get the fudgenuggets off her!" Jay shouts.

"Shush Jay we're watching a film." I sass.

Jay mutters incoherent things as Harry starts juttering his jaw on my head making it tickle me. I start to laugh.

"That tickles?" Harry smirks.

"Y-ye-yeah. St-sto-opppp." I laugh.

"So what have you two done while I was out?" Jay asks annoyed at me and Harry still.

"Harry cooked for me then we've been watching this." I say smiling up to Harry.

Jay awkwardly sits through the film with me and Harry. Harry is the hard man seen as conceited, cocky and vain but he has actually been a real sweetie to me, mostly. I've even got him laughing and that doesn't happen often. We're going to hang out at the weekend too which is great as well.

"Thanks for having me love," I give a poignant look, "And Jay. I better be off."

"Yeah, you better be." Jafar aka my father says all seriously.

Harry genuinely looks like a dear in the headlights.

"Relax Har he's jokin'." I assure him.

Harry goes to shake mine and Jay's father's hand.

"Hello again Jafar sir." Harry says.

"Hello young man." Jafar says back with a straight face.

"Let me walk you out." I say patting Harry's shoulder on the back.

"Thanks for the hospitality Y/n. Bye Jay. Bye Jafar sir." Harry says.

Jay sarcastically waves and father nods. Harry grabs his jacket on like it's the easiest thing in the world and swaggers to the front door.

"Thanks Harry." I thank him.

"No problem." He shrugs and opens the door then he pauses, "Don't start regularly skipping meals." Harry says almost angrily.

Then he walks out of the door.