Secret Admirers //one direction//

Chapter 10

It started raining exactly at that moment. We got up and ran towards the car. By the time we were inside the car, the rain intensified. Harry wasn't able to drive much so he had parked the car at one side of the mountain road. Soon it stopped raining and naturally the sky looked crystal clear, as it happens after a heavy downpour.

Harry gets down from the car, walking to the front of it and I do the same. "Come here", he says patting on the hood of his car. I carefully hop over it. He gets up next to me, laying his back against the windshield and looks up. I don't lay down but look up as well discovering that the stars are much more visible.

I frown when a smell hit my nose, turning around to discover that Harry has lit a cigarette that was now resting between his middle and index finger. He wraps his lips around it under my gaze inhaling the smoke into his lungs before breathing it out again, against the dark night sky.

"You smoke?" I ask.

"Yeah sometimes. What about you?"

"Tried, but never liked it." I give him a tight smile.

He plays with the cigarette between his fingers, his eyes not leaving mine, seeming to think about something.

"You didn't answer me..." He says.

I look up at the sky and say, "I love stargazing." He gave me a confused look but before he could say something I lay down as well and lean towards him.

"Look at that star!" I point out towards the sky. "Don't you think it always listens to the other star, next to it? Aren't they always together?" I say.

He hummed, flicking the cigarette a couple of times before dropping it to the ground, putting one of his legs off the hood to crush it, to put it out, before looking at me again.

"I'm sure you can be more convincing than that." he says, almost closing the distance between us. I rest my palm over his chest.

I know I sounded very dumb but I was nervous. I never thought a day like this would ever come in my life! I don't know where destiny is leading us but I hope for the best. I look down not wanting him to know how much his words were affecting me, but not moving away from him. His fingers tangle between my hair as he pulls me down against his lips making my heart beat faster into my chest to match his that I feel under my palm.

I relax my body against his as soon as our lips touched in a kiss that tasted like the cold air of winter and smoke. My hand finds it's way against the warm skin of his neck and into his hair, making him shiver at the ice-cold touch and he deepens the kiss, wrapping his arms around my waist and bringing me to rest against his chest.

He left one last peck before leaning his head back against the glass and the corners of his lips slightly turning up as he pushed back a strand of my hair.

I look down sitting up to put some distance between us letting a small silence fall over us again.

I frown as a new thought finds its way into my mind. "Did you really take Jennifer out on a date?" I ask him turning around.

"Who's Jennifer?" he says, his gaze moving from the sky above us and me.

I pull my knees up to my chest. "That's kinda rude. Don't you care about her?" I ask him.