Darling [h.s]

70

Song For This Chapter:

POV- Ariana Grande

"You love my lips 'cause they say the
Things we've always been afraid of
I can feel it startin' to subside
Learnin' to believe in what is mine"

----

Darlene's POV:

"I'll walk you up" Harry says after he puts the car in park. We should have just stayed at hotel on the beach instead of driving six hours back home in one day. 

I'm not complaining though, every single second spent with him today makes it worth it. 

But I'm sad this night has to end, I wish it didn't. I wish this moment could last forever but here we are at the bittersweet ending of our date. Our date that changed everything.

I nod my head in acknowledgment. It's three am right now and I'm definetly tired. Harry kept telling me it was okay if I slept on car ride home but I felt bad leaving him by himself. So we kept each other entertained.

We both exit his car, shutting our doors almost in sync. I wait for him to come to my side since we have to go that direction anyways. I reach out for his hand causing a soft smile to grow on his face as he takes mine in his.

There's minimal words spoken between us. I think it's because what we're feeling can't exactly be described. But we both have an understanding that the other person is feeling it to. There's comfort in the fact that it's mutual. 

We said we'd be clueless together, so that's exactly what we'll do.

Once in the elevator I finally speak up, "Are you going to class tomorrow?" I question curiously. 

I personally don't know if I am at this point. It's 3am but I don't have my first class until 12pm tomorrow. So technically I could probably make it but I also will find any excuse to not go. I'd just feel a bit bad for leaving Louis by himself in film class.

"Yeah" he sighs out. Despite the dread laced in his voice he's still smiling down at me.

For some reason it's like I'm looking at everything from an outside perspective right now.

He's standing here with me, gazing at me with admiring eyes. He doesn't date, yet he's now my boyfriend. I'm his girlfriend. He's one of the most attractive men I've ever met and he's mine. We are officially together. He was the one who finally made it official, he look the leap.

This just proves he cares about me just as much as I care about him. Whatever we feel for each other is equal. He wanted me just as bad as I wanted him. 

I don't realize how long I've been staring but once I finally come back to reality I see him still holding my gaze, holding a similar look as me. I don't know if the realization just hit him too, I don't know what he's thinking but it clearly still has him distracted.

The elevator ding makes him snap out of his trance, looking down at me giving me a soft smile before leading us out of the elevator. 

The entire walk down the hallway I keep stealing glances. He can't be real. This can't be real. I have to be dreaming.

And that's exactly what happened, cause I suddenly jolt awake....just kidding oh my god you should've seen your face.

I know I'm not dreaming because I can feel his hand in mine, feel the cold metal of his rings against my fingers.