“So what did Niall say to you?” I asked Harry suspiciously.
“Oh..nothing” Harry smiled and looked away.
“Seriously Harry! Tell me!” I said pleading with him.
“It doesn’t matter!” Harry said back. “Anyways, I’ll go pack my stuff up and call a hotel.”
“Okay, I’m gonna get out of here for a while. I’ll be back in an hour or so!” I said before grabbing my keys and purse.
“Bye love!” Harry yelled before clearing the table of the dirty dishes. I decided to do something I’ve always wanted to do. Dye my hair. I’ve always wanted to be a brunette, so I figure now with my past behind me I’ll start fresh! So why not dye my hair? No one is going to stop me.
I was sitting in the hairdresser’s chair while I got my hair cut and dyed. I was trying to think about what I should do with Harry. He is such a sweetheart, I’ve never had anyone be that nice to me before. Plus he is so attractive, I loved his green eyes and his brown hair. I loved the way he dressed and we have a lot in common. That’s it; I’ve made my decision. I’m going to tell Harry my feelings about him.
The hairdresser finished my hair and curled it for me, I loved it so much. I’m so glad I decided to do this, so I paid and headed home. On the ride home I felt a jolt in my stomach when I thought about Harry. “I hope he likes my hair. Oh no, what if he hates it!” I thought to myself.
I opened the door to the apartment and I heard Harry yell from his room “You’re just in time! I was about to leave! I found a hotel!” But I didn’t say anything. I just stood there, “Rosemari-“ Harry said as he walked out of the room. “Woah. Your hair!” He said in shock.
“Do you like it?” I started to blush.
“Wow. It looks great.” Harry said staring at me in shock. I stood there as we stared at each other.
“Well, I was just about to g-“
“Stay.” I interrupted him.
“What?” He gave me a funny look.
“I want you to stay.” There was silence as I walked closer to Harry. His eyes holding my gaze as I came closer, I pulled his head down and softly kissed him, trying not to press too hard on his broken nose. He wrapped his arms around me and continued to kiss me. His lips were so soft and his body so warm, I felt something I never felt before when I kissed Niall. We both pulled away and smiled at each other.
“Umm” Harry said trying to suppress his smile. I broke into laughter and he joined me.
“Yeah” I said. “So are you going to stay here tonight?”
“Yeah, I mean, if you’re okay with that,” he laughed.
“Of course Harry.” I smiled.
A couple hours passed while Harry and I sat on the couch talking. My legs were extended over his lap as he ate a cup of mandarin oranges. His nose what still covered in a goofy looking white cast and his eye had a purple tint under it. I sat there admiring Harry’s features, he face has matured from the pictures of him I used to have hanging in my room.
Harry got up and cooked dinner when I fell asleep with Mr.Poppers laying next to me. Harry woke me up and we ate dinner, had some wine then watched some TV together. Mr. Poppers sat on Harry’s lap, he loved him and Harry loved Mr. Popppers. It was so adorable, not to mention a huge turn on that Harry loved cats.
We both started to get tired so I told Harry I was going to bed and Harry did the same.
“Hey” I said nervously to Harry, “You can uh, stay in here with me if you’d like.”
A smile stretched across his face “Okay!” We both got ready for bed and snuggled under my sheets. Harry’s arm wrapper around my waist and I slowly drifted asleep as his smell and warmth enveloped me.
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What I Thought Was Love
أدب الهواةThis is a story about a young women who, in her teenage years, idolized the boy band One Direction. When she moved from the United States to Ireland, she never expected to meet Niall Horan. Niall was a member of One Direction and when they met outsi...