#getsomehaz

i’m not blushing, okay?! i’m not. i’m just really allergic.

tenley couldn’t remember the last time the weather was this nice. the sun was out for once and there’s no sign of dark clouds at all. granted, that didn’t mean tenley wanted to leave her flat; she’d choose staying in over anything. and that was why harry was so determined on getting her out. said it wouldn’t hurt for her to get a bit of sun on your skin because bunny i’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but you’ve been in your flat for too long.

out of everyone, harry should’ve known better. should’ve known that she’s not a big fan of staying outdoors nor was she a fan of strolling around the park for fun. long story shortened, she’s not at all like him. that being said, it still didn’t stop harry from trying. and much like any other time, he won; he managed to get her out of her flat.

“stop pouting,” harry chuckled as he teasingly pinched her bottom lip between his fingers. pulling her to his side and pressing a kiss on her forehead, next, he said, “and stop frowning. doesn’t look good on you.”

tenley simply shook her head and rolled her eyes. harry needed to know that in exchange of getting her out, he was going to have to deal with her frowning and pouting for the rest of the day. worse of all, he was getting the silent treatment - the one thing he absolutely hated.  

“oh no,” harry stopped in front of her, kneeling a little so he could look straight into her eyes. hooking his thumb under her chin, his brows furrowed, “is my girlfriend giving me a silent treatment?”

crossing her arms in front of her chest, tenley looked away, avoiding his gaze and pretending he’s not in front of her altogether. as though what she was doing was funny, laughter escaped harry’s throat. then, he shook his head, muttering something incomprehensible under his breath.

“look, ‘m just looking out for you. i know you’re stressed out about your assignment and i wish i could help, really, but you’re taking maths and i’m terrible at it - not as terrible as niall of course,” he added with a chuckle, hoping that those few words could put a smile on her face, but it didn’t work. he’d almost forgotten just how good tenley was at maintaining her poker face so he told himself that he needed to try harder. “but that’s not the point. the point is, i love you and i just want the best for you.”

tenley gave him a sideway glance. it was difficult to ignore the way he was looking at her, with such sincerity in his green eyes, and the way he was giving her the smile that went straight to her heart. most of all, it was difficult to ignore the fact that he’d just said those three words. it’s not that he had never said it before, he had, but it was only when he thought she’s asleep that he would whisper those words so that didn’t count, did it?

“wait,” harry squinted his eyes at her, scanning her face, “are you blushing?”

tenley shook her head quickly. too quickly. “i’m not blushing, okay?! i’m not. i’m just really allergic?”

although harry didn’t believe her, he played along with it, “yeah? allergic to what exactly?”

her eyes roamed around the park, searching for something, anything. “the sun.”

“you’re allergic to the sun?” harry kinked an eyebrow at her. he obviously didn’t believe her. “bunny, we both know that’s not true.”

“how’re you so sure about that?”

instead of replying with yet another witty remark, a smile graced harry’s lips and he said, “i love you.” at that, red leaked into her cheeks, immediately she looked away and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, chewing on it. harry’s lips curled into a smug grin, “so it’s cos i said i love you.”

if it was possible, her cheeks nearly resembled the colour of a beet. “stop.”

“never,” harry shook his head, pulling her into his arms and pressing one after another kiss on top of her head, “i love you, i love you, i love you.”

you can fit 32 grapes in your mouth? prove it.

“unbelievable. you’re a bloody liar,” tenley pointed out as she squinted her eyes at harry, hoping that by doing so she could coax the truth from him. could expose him. but it didn’t work. “harry, it’s called truth or dare. not lie and avoid dare. oh my god, you’re a coward too.”

harry rolled his eyes, “you’re being dramatic, bunny.”

“you are!” she exclaimed, her eyes widening at the accusation being thrown at her. she didn’t deserve that. he did. “32 grapes? you’re lying.”

“why would i lie about that?”

“dunno, maybe cos you’re a bloody liar?” tenley said with a roll of her eyes, to which harry scoffed. crossing her arms in front of her chest, she said, “you can fit 32 grapes in your mouth, huh? prove it.”

“no, no, no,” harry shook his head. “you chose truth just now. it’s my time to ask you a question.”

“fine,” tenley huffed, “what’s it? and it better not be a stupid question.”

harry nodded, licking his lips once, twice. “okay, okay, what is the biggest lie you’ve ever told anyone?”

tenley mulled over his question for a moment. over the past year she’d told a lot of lies. in fact, she lied a lot. but the biggest one had got to be, “that i’m not in love with you.”

harry looked surprised, like he didn’t expect to hear that answer at all. she didn’t blame him, though, because if the roles were reversed, she would’ve choked on the air she was breathing. so she believed he had every right to be shocked about this revelation.

bringing his fingers up to his lips, he rolled his bottom lip between his fingers, “why’d you lie about that?”

“no, you don’t get to ask me another question,” she shook her head, glad that she didn’t have to answer that. alas, she knew she would have to answer it after this. at least she would have time to prepare an answer. “harry, truth or dare. and for god’s sake please choose dare.”

“fine, since you’ve begged so nicely,” he winked, a smirk touching his lips, “i choose dare.”

tenley couldn’t believe that he’d fallen for that and that she got to prove to him that he was a liar. “prove that you can fit 32 grapes in your mouth.”

harry sighed, “you’re not gonna let that go, aren’t you?”

“nope.” she shook her head.

“do we even have grapes?”

“as a matter of fact, we do,” tenley grinned as she got up from the couch and made her way to the kitchen. a few minutes later she returned with exactly 32 grapes in a bowl. “i bought them earlier today. thought it’d be a good snack since you know.”

harry looked like a proud boyfriend. he’d been trying to get tenley to eat healthy since the first day they moved in together and after two months of trying to convince her, she finally listened. “can’t believe you bought fruits.”

“shut up,” tenley said, “just put the grapes in your mouth.”

“that’s possibly the weirdest thing you’ve ever said to me,” harry replied as he took two grapes and put it into his mouth. then he took another two, another four, until there’s sixteen grapes in his mouth.

“16 more, babe, and i don’t think you can take more,” tenley mocked, grinning when he looked like he might give up. “just admit that you’re a bloody liar, yeah?”

harry didn’t want to because he wasn’t a liar. once upon a time, he could fit 32 grapes into his mouth, but that was when he was drunk and he wasn’t even sure how it happened. there’s no point in trying to prove that to tenley because either way, she would still call him a liar. and besides, he was beginning to have troubles breathing. therefore, he spat the grapes back into the bowl, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“harry liar styles,” tenley shot him a smug grin, putting down the bowl on the coffee table. “i’ve always known liar is your middle name.”

harry quirked an eyebrow at her, “i thought it’s jackass?”

“harry jackass liar styles it is then.”

“you’re a liar too, y’know,” harry said, reaching out to playfully pinch her nose, “you lied about not being in love with me.”

she frowned, poking his rib with her elbow, “that doesn’t count.”