What?
Did Harry just kiss me? Is this seriously happening?
"Sorry, i, uhm, didn't mean to do that..." he got up and walked away.
I was still sitting on the couch in shock. That had been my first kiss. And thankfully, probably the best.
"Harry, wait-"
"Rose, please. We don't need to speak about it. It was an accident, it won't happen again"
His words felt like someone shot me through the heart. I wanted that to happen again.
"Harry, I don't know why you're getting upset about this. That kiss was, amazing." he looked so upset.
"Look, please don't say that. I know you're only saying that to make me feel better and it's sorta working but not entirely, so let's just forge-"
I cut him off with me smashing my lips against his. I felt the butterfly's in my stomach and the jolt of electricity go through my body.
It felt amazing.
I broke the kiss and just stared at him. "Can't you tell that I like you, Harry?"
He stared at me with a emotionless face. Shit. I shouldn't have said all of that. Or have done all of that.
"Rose, this is something I've been waiting to happen for such a long time. Words can't describe how happy I am right now. I also should be confessing some things too. I'm the Unknown texter, Rose. I thought that if I had changed my number and acted different, you would have liked me. I'm sorry I never told you that I liked you before. I was just fearing rejection."
He's the unknown texter? Well strange things happen everyday.
"Harry, you could've just told me you liked me. It would've been the sa-"
"No Rose! It wouldn't have! You thought I was a douche bag! You never would've liked me back. I've been trying to be nicer to you now so you'd like me."
I felt upset for Harry. I like him.
"Harry I like you. The past doesn't matter anymore. If you truly like me, you need to show me." he needs to prove himself. This is so much to take in.
" I will Rose. I promise. I will show you how much you truly mean to me. Also, erm, I was wondering if I could ask you something?" More information to take in...
"Go ahead."
"Uhm, I was, uhm, wondering if you wanted to, uh, be my girlfriend? I mean you do have to if you don't want to, I me-"
"I'd love to be your girlfriend, Harry."
"Really?! Oh, uhm, yeah that's cool" his dimples were showing, and my lord, they were adorable.
For the rest of the day, Harry and I watched movies and cuddled a bit. By the time our fifth movie was over, it was 8 p.m.
"Hey Harry, I got to go. My moms probably expecting me and I have to get my stuff ready for school tomorrow. I'll see you tomorrow though okay?"
"Can I walk you home." He's so cute when he's nervous.
"Yeah, come on."
Harry and I were talking about random things while walking back to my house. We got up to my front step and he looked almost upset.
"Harry, im gonna see you tomorrow. No need to be upset."
"Can I spend the night, please? I brought clothes?"
I didn't even notice to the bag he was carrying till now.
"Uhm, let me go ask my mum."
I walked into my house and my mom was sitting on the couch watching tv.
"Hey sweetie! How was Harry's?"
"It was good. Mum, I was wondering if Harry could possibly spend the night tonight?" Please say yes.
"I guess that's fine. BUT, he's staying in the guest bedroom."
Why are parents to uptight?
"Okay, that's fine."
I walked back to the door to see Harry leaning up against the wall on his phone.
"Bout time you got back." he said. He's so impatient.
"Come on. I'm tired and I want to go to bed."
I dragged him inside and up the steps.
"Okay, my mum said you have to stay in the guest bedroom." he sighed and looked at me.
"Well, that's a bit too bad because I'm sleeping with you." He said while kissing my cheek. He took his top off and pants and was only left in his boxers.
"Like what you see?" I didn't even realize I was staring.
"Uhm, sure..."
"We know you do. Here's my shirt."
He threw me his shirt and I took it to the bathroom. I changed in the bathroom so I was only in a bra, panties, and his shirt.
"You look so beautiful in my clothes." I felt my cheeks redden at his compliment.
I slipped under the covers and laid my head on his chest.
"Goodnight beautiful." And that was the last thing I heard before going into a deep sleep.
