Just A Kiss (a Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 9

"What are you going to get?" Harry asked when we were at the counter. "I don't know. What about you?" I asked him. "Well I'll have one of two options. The first one is the fish pack for us to share and the second is, you at my place tonight." Harry said with a sexy yet serious grin. I nodded. "Let's get the fish pack to share and I'll see if I can come over." I told him. I didn't want to say yes because then I couldn't change my mind and I couldn't say no because then it would be awkward for the rest of the day. Truth is I want to go to his place but I still don't fully trust him. "Okay." Harry said smiling but he looked a bit hurt. Harry ordered the food then we walked back down to the back and sat at the tree we were at before. It was a short walk.

Harry sat down at the tree and leant against it, as he did before. I took at seat next to him. Harry opened the packet. "Hello fish." Harry said and I couldn't help but but laugh at his childish behaviour. "What." Harry smiled looking at my happy face. "Nothing. I just think you're so funny." I told him. "Ok. Well you can dig in but I need a hair tie." He told me. I shot him a weirded out face. "I don't want my hair getting in my face while I'm eating." He reassured.

I passed him the tie on my wrist. I watched as Harry tied his hair up. He looked way too hot. Way, way, waaay to hot. His hair was so soft, fluffy and light. The ponytail sat at the back of his head. "Look okay?" He asked in a sexy low tone voice. "Yeah. Y-yeah it sure does." I stuttered. Wow.

While Harry and I ate, we talked about our childhood and what we want to do when we're older. I found out that Harry's only pet dog died. He made a funeral for it but no one attended it apart from himself. His parents divorced when he was born and his dad became rich when he re-married into a rich family, while his mother was struggling to pay her rent. His mother has been trying to re-marry for the sake of him and his sister. I also found out that Harry wants to be a producer for a singer or band when he leaves university.

"Can you tell me about your childhood?" Harry asked. I nodded. "I had a pet dog that I loved. She got cancer and passed away. After that I've always wanted to be a vet so I can cure animals. My parents are still together although they fight a lot. My grandpa died when I was 7. My first proper boyfriend turned out to be a raspiest now I never want to fall in love because you never know what that person is. For all you know they could be lying about everything they say." Harry nodded understandingly."well that's not good." Was all Harry could say. "My baby sister died when she was 2." I started but the tears started to pile up in the corners of my eyes. "I accidentally killed her innocent soul." I sniffled. Harry put his arm around my shoulder for the first time and I leaned into his chest. "Me and my mother were washing her in the bathtub. I remember my mum telling me she had to get to the phone. I remember her screaming into the phone, I think it was at my dad. I went to see if my mother was okay-" I couldn't hold it in anymore. I started sobbing. "Shh. It's okay." Harry soothed. "My mother was okay, but when my mother and I went back to Veronica, my sister. She. S-she, um... " I sobbed again. "She had drowned." I cried. Harry rubbed my arm. "Shh, it's going to be okay, I promise. I'll fill the holes you have in your heart. I'll kiss the scares you hold." Harry soothed. I leaned further into his chest. "One thing I really struggle with, is I find it hard to let go. I hold on to everything. I have every teddy-bear from since I can remember. I have every birthday card I have revived. I miss everyone that has made up a part in my story." I whispered to Harry because I had no strength to talk out loud. "You know what?" Harry changed the subject. I looked up at him. "What." I asked. "Let me show you something." Harry smiled comfortingly, getting up. He helped me up. We walked hand in hand up to this place that looked like a look-out. It was crowded with people, but I didn't even notice them at all. All that mattered to me at the moment was Harry and I holding hands.

He pushed past a few people and went up to a small portable cocktail bar. He bought us a cocktail each. "Follow me." Harry ordered after we got our cocktails. He took me to an area where no one was it was just us two and a few passerby's. It was a private area blocked off with trees so people wouldn't notice us or notice the spot. The lookout was off a concrete walkway. It looked out to the horizon far away of the water and the sky. The Clift was safely secreted with a brick barrier going all the way around. "Put your drink down." Harry said and put his and mine on the bricks. "How do you know this place?" I asked Harry. "I come here when sad or worried. No else, not even my sister, knows where this is. But now it's our spot." Harry said cutely.

"Can you see the sun?" Harry asked in a small voice. I nodded. Harry walked behind me and spooned me. His arms were around my stomach. His head rested on my shoulder. "That sun is the only thing that some people have hope in. It is the only bright thing in some people's lives. The only things that lights up for them." I looked out at the setting sun as well as Harry did, wondering where he was going with this. "But you. You light up. Your are like a sun. Bright, hot, fierce, beautiful. You light me up. You make my heart beat fast. You make me sweat under-pressure. I don't want to spoil any moment with you." Harry stopped. His words lingered in my mind as I tried to make out where he was going with this. "Shay. Shay you are, you're just amazing. You are my sun. You are like a magnet. From the first time I met you, I knew there was something about you. Something that completed me. That's why I paid for your dinner at the restaurant. I knew it was a cheesy move but it was a chance to communicate with you. At Niall's house I was mad because you were talking with Liam land Louis, not because you didn't kiss me. When I took you home. Man I just wanted to be with you. Now I get to. I'm holding you in my arms and no joke, it's the best felling I have ever encountered." Harry stopped again as the sun was only half a metre above the horizon. "Shay. I have already fallen for you." His last words sunk into me. They brainwashed me. They made me fell like jelly. Worthless. Powerless. Harry came out from behind me and now to the front of me. He put his arms around my waist and I put put mine around his neck. "You are so amazing, baby." Harry whispered into my ear. He placed his plump soft, smooth, pink lips upon mine. Our lips moved in unison. His tongue made its way into my mouth and soon enough we were in our own world. Our own world where only the two of us existed. And we were kissing. A passionate kiss. Something beautiful. A masterpiece. Harry and I's masterpiece. We pulled away, chests moving up and down. Breathing heavily. I felt Harry's hot breath on my lips. "Shay will you come back to my place?" Harry asked softly. I nodded. "Yes."