Christmas Love (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter Twenty-Two

"Babe, can today please be the day I plan our date?" Harry bites his teeth together, he tilts his head to the side, "Uhhh.." I place my hands on Harry's biceps. I slightly jump up and down, "Please please please!" Harry places his arms on my shoulders, stopping me from jumping. Harry leans down to kiss my nose, "Yes. You are just too cute." I interlock my hand with Harry's massive hand. I gently pull him along, "Okay good. Cause I already planned it. Let's go!" Harry and I walk past the radio station and my condo. Harry keeps playfully poking me, "Babe. Tell me where we're going. Tell me tell me!" I poke him back, "No! All of your dates are surprises." Harry's grin spreads far across his face, his dimples showing. Harry stares deeply into my eyes. After a few seconds, I reply, "You can't do that. That's not fair. You can't use your attractiveness to persuade me." Harry stops walking, thus, making me stop. Harry cups both sides of my face to kiss my forehead, "What about now?" Harry kisses both of my cheeks, "What about now?" Harry then kisses my lips, pulling away after biting my bottom lip, "What about now?" I give in, and laugh, "I hate you. I'll give you a hint." I wink, "I hope you brought gloves." I pull Harry by the hand, making him walk again. Past my condo is a school. Harry raises his eyebrows, I tell him, "This is my old high school. They leave the field open to the public during winter break." Harry asks, "For what use?" I point to the snow. Me and Harry's feet crunch under the white fluff. I let go of our interlocked hands. I pick up a handful of snow and pack it into a ball. Harry sticks out his hand, palm outwards, "Babe.. don't do it. Don't do it." I throw the snowball, hitting Harry in the chest. Harry bends down to grab snow, "Oh it's on!" Once I see Harry make a snowball, I book it. I keep looking over my shoulder, and laughing as I run. After about twenty feet, Harry catches up to me. The snowball hits my back. I turn around to face Harry. He holds out his hands in agony. He yells, "Ahh! It's so cold. I need gloves;  I have never learned, ever since I was a kid."