Saved (a harry styles fan fic)

Part 10

Ally's POV

"I feel you're heeaaarrt beat to the beat of the drum!" Me and harry screamed along to "Die Young" by Kesha as we danced, strangely around the kitchen. Harry boiled the spaghetti as I stirred the red, meat sauce while shaking my hips along to the music. Harry stirred with one hand as his other repeatedly pounded the air to the beat of the music. I laughed hysterically at the strange faces he made while lip sinking to the lyrics.

He removed his spoon from the pot, and dropped it to the side. He grabbed my free hand and lifted it in the air, motioning me to spin. He twirled me around and around, closer and closer to his body. I spun until my backside collided with his front. His hands gently rested on my hips, as a slower song came on the radio.

We both swayed slowly to the beautiful sound of the music. When I swiveled my head up to look at harry, I caught him, eyes already locked on me. His piercing green orbs stared into mine as his gaze slowly diverted from my eyes, to my lips. Harry leaned in closer and closer and-- BEEP BEEP BEEP!! We were so caught up in our moment that we had forgotten about the food, the smoke alarm went ballistic as my face turned a bright red. Harry radically waved a dish towel, warding away the smoke. The horrid beeping finally stopped.

"Well the food is still good, just going to be a bit overcooked."

"Okay," I said with a smile, "lets eat!"

Harry and I got bowls out and set them out on the table. We served our selves the delicious looking pasta with sauce, and sat down at the dinner table. 

Harry and I talked for a good while, laughing and joking about everything. Chatting about likes and dislikes. We covered almost every subject two people could talk about! Including movies;

"I looovvvee Disney movies! I think they're really adorable!" I admitted while smirking.

"Me too! Ever seen 'Lady and The Tramp'? That one is my favorite."

"Yes definitely! It's adorable!"

"Well, my favorite part is when they're having dinner and they both catch the same spaghetti string and kiss. Ever since i was a little boy, I've wanted to do that," he chuckled, "but i imagine it'd be hard, considering it'd probably fall from your mouth."

"No! It's easy! Watch." I grabbed an end and sucked it in my mouth in the blink of an eye.

"Whoa! Show me again?" He pleaded.  

I smiled and added another strand to my lips. And just as I was about to slurp it up, harry caught the other end and entered it to his mouth. We both inched closer and closer to each other as we took in the long noodle. We both leaned over the table as the strand ran out of room. Our lips connected, and Harry's hands found they're way to my cheeks, slowly rubbing his thumb over the skin. His lips were so soft and smooth, and he pulled away from our kiss leaving me wanting more. 

Harry's hands remained resting on my cheeks as his adorable dimples shown through is smirk.

"Now, that felt like a Disney movie." He chuckled.