You're my Kryptonite | H.S

♪ 23 - First official date ♪

Harry's POV

"Harry ..."

I was woken up by the sweet sound of a beautiful girl who was cuddled up next to me. And that girl was the one I had decided to spend the night with ... just cuddling.

"Morning," she whispered.

"Morning, Sunshine," I smiled, kissing her cheek.

She let out a giggle and sat up, getting out of bed. I sighed as she headed into the bathroom, leaving me all alone in my huge bed.

After two minutes or so, she came out, wearing a pink tank top, a white laced mini-skirt, paired with pink flats. Her hair was neatly pulled back into a high ponytail, her beautiful skin glowing as the sunlight reflected off it.

"Could you be any more beautiful?" I asked, heading towards her and planting another kiss on her cheek.

"Hmm," she thought. "Of course! There's no way all of this," she gestured towards herself. "Could end so quickly."

I smirked and grabbed her waist, pulling her back to bed.

"Come on, Harry!" she moaned. "I have to go!"

"Go where?" I grumbled.

"I have to try and find a flight to Canada! Besides, I can't just be with you guys, I'll be a huge nuisance."

"No, you won't!" I laughed. "The boys and I love you! Well, I love you more than them anyway."

She giggled and kissed me, pulling away quickly.

"Fine," she sighed. "But only for a while!"

I chuckled and nodded, trying to put up a serious face.

"I have a proposal," I said. "Will you go on a date with me?"

Her eyes widened in surprise and utter shock, that I could tell. But what I don't understand is why a sudden smile starts playing on her lips.

"Is this One Direction's playboy: Harry Styles asking this fair, beautiful maiden out on a magnificent evening of love and happiness, or ..." she trailed off, cupping my cheeks, her touch sending chills down to my spine. "Is this my sweet, adorable Harold Edward Styles, who I prefer to call Hazza, asking me out?"

"Hmm, obviously me, myself, and I!" I cheekily reply.

She snickers and plants a sweet kiss on my lips.

"Is that a yes?" I question, smirking.

"Yup, it sure is!" she laughs.

This girl loves to tease me, can be pretty demanding and aggravating, but I still won't deny the fact that she is the only one (besides the boys, of course) who I haven't spent all my life with, and still understands me.

It's like she knows what's going on in my mind, what bombs and knifes I'm going to throw at her next, how bothersome I am. But she still decides to stay with me.

She is a true role model of admiration and has the capability of doing anything she puts her heart and desire into. Beyond her limits, that's what I believe she can accomplish.

And I love her. With all my heart, and I pray that she won't leave me. If she does, then I know I'll most definitely fade.

♪

As my dear darling beloved and I strolled along the park, hand in hand, we devoured ice-cream and enjoyed each other's company.

People noticed us, started to whisper among themselves and some even took pictures, but today was the day I couldn't care less.