I saw him and I didn't know it but I had already fallen in love.
"Oops," I said as I bumped into him at the bathroom exit.
"Hi," He said.
We both started laughing at his odd response.
"You're Louis Tomlinson aren't you?" He asked.
"Yeah, what's your name?" I asked in response.
"Harry Styles."
***
Both me and Harry lunged at each other. Harry jumped and I caught him. As he straddled my hips we both cheered.
We were all outside when Harry decided to send a text to his mother.
"We're in a band!" It read.
***
Living together with Harry in the X-factor house was the most fun I'd had in my life.
It was also where I realized I loved Harry's hair.
Truth be told, I was obsessed with the boy's curls.
The first time I touched them was on accident, I was messing around with him when I unconsciously dove my hands into his hair to pull it.
Instead of being aggressive however, I stopped midway because they were soft.
I kept pulling them and watching them unfurl.
Harry had smiled at me and proceeded to push me off the couch we were on.
***
The next thing I came to love were Harry's eyes.
They were the most beautiful emerald green and always filled with so many emotions.
When he looked at me...I felt special.
I loved his eyes because they looked at me like I was the world. Like I was the only one that existed in that moment.
The day I first noticed how beautiful they were was an interview day.
I noticed him looking at me and I stared back, we were both smiling like idiots.
I looked into his eyes and my breath stuttered, I could see the adoration and infatuation in them and I didn't know what to do about it.
***
The day I realized his smile had me hooked was when I got the news that one of my family members had died.
I was crying when I heard a knock on the door and a soft, "can I come in?"
I didn't want him to see me like that but I knew I needed him no matter what else I thought.
"Yeah."
Harry opened the door and carefully moved towards me...he hugged me.
I cried harder and hugged him back, snuggling my face into his neck to hide my face full of tears.
"It's going to be okay, Lou."
I believed him.
When I looked up at him, he had a small smile on his face. It was sincere and I loved it.
"Thanks, Hazza."
***
Valentine's day, a day for lovers and sometimes even friends.
That's the day I realized I loved Harry.
We were just having a normal day, pulling pranks on eachother and practicing our singing.
