10th chapter! Getting into the double digits baby! Whoo! So we got 4 votes for the next pairing FAST! I feel impressed, y'know. Second chapter in a day, that's not bad I tell ya 8D
HaroldxHeather won with 4 votes, and DuncanxLeshawna had 2 votes. So this chapter is HaroldxHeather! Other known as H2; it's my third favorite pairing of all time c:
Anyways, enjoy folks!
HaroldxHeather- Feelings
Since Duncan's computer was free, Lindsay had decided to get on without his permission due to her stupidity. Once she saw a name randomizer, she had decided to click the button. As the site would reload with the next two up in the closet, she gasped once she found out who it was.
"Hannah and Harry? What are their names doing?" Lindsay questioned herself, until she spotted the closet? She perked up, "Oh-Ohhhhhh I get it now! We're playing Seven Minutes in Heaven!"
As soon as Lindsay had gotten off Duncan's computer, Lindsay cleared her throat loudly, getting everybody's attention, "The next people in the closet is HANNAH AND HARRY."
Duncan raised an eyebrow, "It's Heather and Harold and what were you doing on my computer?" he questioned the dumb blonde, who frowned.
"I just wanted to get the game going, Doug. Since nobody was around your computer, I decided to find out who was next." Lindsay had stood herself up until Duncan smiled, "Impressive."
Heather growled, "ME? WITH ALPHA DORK HERE? I rather make out with my cat Bruiser again." The queen of mean folded her arms, until Duncan had pushed the H Bombs in the closet simultaneously, knocking them down onto the ground.
"UGHH YOU ARE SO GONNA PAY FOR THAT" Heather yelled from the closet. Duncan couldn't help himself but laugh, as he set the timer to seven minutes
-In Closet-
After Duncan had pushed Heather and Harold into the closet, Harold was left on top of Heather, tinting tomato red, looking into her eyes until a slap came across his face.
"Ow! What was that for?" Harold questioned, rubbing the slapped cheek.
Heather gave a serious look, "Thanks to Lindsiot, she has ME with YOU and I SWEAR if you EVER touch me, you will be dead!" She fussed as Harold's gaze turned into a gloomy look
"Yes, Mother Dearest," Harold told Heather sadly, who closed his eyes in shame.
After Heather had told Harold what to do for the next seven minutes, she'd think second about him, but in a better way. She remembers on how she had gotten help from Harold, and when he was her only friend. Also, they've had good times. Heather frowned, looking at poor Harold, who was still in remorse. Heather thought he did so much for her, that she needed to do something back for him. Feeling perplexed and not herself, she sit beside Harold and gave him a side hug. She snuggled closer to him, wrapping her arms around his scrawny body. The dork had looked up, with eyes of wonder; he hugged back, giving a small smile to himself.
Heather let go, she lifted his head from his chin, looking into his emerald eyes, "Look, Harold. I've been really harsh on you, and you're actually the only one who has been there for me since I was bald. You helped me get into Season 2. I know we've had our good and bad times, but the thing is, I really like you."
After Harold heard what he thought she said, he blushed, "Really?"
"Of course, and I know how you must feel about this as well." Heather felt surprised that she said that. She continued, "And I'm pretty sure that-"
Harold catches Heather off guard by capturing her lips into a kiss. Her eyes widen from the surprise, then kissing back as she put her arms wrapped around his neck. He gently put his hands on her waist, as she sits onto his lap. She smiles into the kiss later on, as well as Harold. She never knew that Harold was actually a great kisser. She pushes him farther against the wall with no harm and kisses him passionately, which caused Harold to bolt his eyes with wonder. She cupped his face lightly, kissing him softly. She pulled away, both smiling.
Heather looked at him, "W-Wow.. I never knew you were such a great kisser," commented the queen of mean, who made Harold smile.
"I shall take that as a compliment, anything for m'lady," Harold pulled her into a hug, in which she laid onto his chest, smiling as she closed her eyes.
Heather softly talked, "Harold, I feel amazing. I never thought you'd be this good a person."
"And I feel the same way about you. Whatever you feel, I shall be there." Harold looked down at the resting Heather, then looking at his stopwatch, "It's been almost seven minutes. How about we bail out of here before Duncan humiliates us?"
Heather nodded, as Harold offered her a hand. She chuckled lightly, taking his hand, getting up. Before they left, she lightly pecked his cheek, making him blush, "I feel better from just spending those seven minutes with you. I'll catch you later." She walked out the closet, giving him a smile. Harold; however, was lovestruck by Heather's kindness.
Duncan asked Heather, "So what did you and the dork do for seven minutes?" He smirked as she snapped at him
"Do you mind?" She questioned, walking away.
A/N: Yay! Another chapter in a day! Sorry for Heather's OOC-ness and all, but you know how Harold and Heather are friends and all c:
I got lazy and made the chapter look short and all FFFF D:
Eh, I LOVE this pairing so much teehee c:
And remember kids, don't bash, flame, or write bad about this fanfic or you'll expect Noah's unicorn to hit you where the sun don't shine xD
I'm too lazy for pairing choices so Imma let you guys choose from these. And 4 minimun votes wins the next chapter!:
EzekielxIzzy
DuncanxLindsay
GwenxTyler
Happy reviewing/voting! :D