Aarushi is a 25 year old Wattpader, crazily in love with THE HARRY STYLES.
What happens when a dare from her two best friends forces her to send a dm to her long-time crush? Does he respond? Does she get her happy ending? How does everyone around he...
A small smile crept up my face when I felt a strong pair of arms around me. The curtains were drawn but a thing ray of light still managed to peep into the room and lit it up slightly, giving me a clear view of the tattoos that were beautifully painted on the arms of the guy who was spooning me. I tried to release myself from the strong binds and leave the bed, but they pulled me back and held me prisoner, arms tightening more than before.
"Mmm, where ya goin'?" Harry's raspy, morning voice echoed.
"Good morning to you too, Haz. I just need to go to the washroom and clean up. Its morning already and we need to get up."
"Mmm, what's the time?" He asked, eyes still closed, but I knew he was well awake by now.
I looked at the digital clock that sat on the bedside table on my side of the bed. 08:07.
I told him and just got a grunt and an even stronger pull towards him at this.
I sighed, realizing that it was useless at this point. I relaxed against him, suppressing a laugh as I remember last night's events.
I came out of the bathroom after a warm shower, a towel tied around my head, in my PJs to see a box of pizza sitting on the table and Harry sitting on the bed against the headboard, scrolling through the tv, his fresh clothes kept folded on the bed. He looked up at me on hearing me come out of the bath and I could practically see his jaw drop to the floor.
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[A/N 1: OMG look how cute my baby looks! Those curls, those eyes, those lips... Ok imma stop! Sorry, plz continue...]
"I-I- Kaps, you look-WOW! You look-Beautiful." But soon he overcame the look of shock and smirked. "Looks like someone is a 1D fangirl, huh?"
I giggled. "Of course I am. I used to buy every merch that you guys had. My room in my parents' place is filled with 1D merch. One day I'll take you there and show you how obsessed I was with you guys-" I stopped when I realized what I had just said.
His smirk grew. He stood up from the bed and walked towards me. "Aww, so you want me to meet your parents?" I looked down and bit my lips. His smirk changed to a warm smile. He placed a finger below my chin and made me look up at him. "I would love to meet your parents, Aar!" [A/N: pronounced as R, as in article]
I furrowed my brows. "R?" "Well, short for Aarushi of course. It's a new nickname." He smiled, rubbing his knuckles against my cheek.
I chuckled and leaned up to kiss him. The kiss was sweet, gentle and full of love. Our confession from a few minutes before was expressed perfectly through it. When we parted, we rested our foreheads against each other, eyes closed but smile wide.
"I love you Aar." "I love you too, Hazzie."
He looked up. "Hazzie, huh?"
"Ya, well, you gave me a new nickname... It's only fair that I give my boyfriend a new nickname too." That's when it sank it. I moved out of his arms, holding my hand to my chest. "O my gosh. You're my boyfriend!"
