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Love Always, Evelyn Rose.
We get outside as the cold winter air hits my face, making me shiver. "I just live down the street a few blocks away, is it okay if we walk?" "Sure." We talk and I can't help but to giggle so much. "Your little laugh is so cute." He says which makes me giggle more. His hand slips into mine and we make it to his house. "Just let me change and shower. Do you need to go the hotel? We can stop there one the way to the restaurant and," "Harry, You don’t have to take me out, we can just order in and watch a movie." I say with a smile. Confusion covers his face, "What? I mean you don't want to go out?" "I do but, you don't have to spend a lot of money on me, I'm completely fine with staying here." He agrees and he orders the food.
I lie on his couch and doze off. I feel him wrap me in a blanket and whisper "I’m going to get the food. You stay here. I'll be right back." He quietly leaves. The blanket gives off this smell; I take it to be his cologne, and it smells so good to me. I pull it up to my face, and sleep soon takes over. I wake up to him slowly trying to lay behind me. I roll over to him and sigh.
"I'm sorry I woke you." He says still trying to be quiet. "It's okay. It smells really good in here. Are you hungry?" I say. He gets up and I follow him into his kitchen and sit at the bar, while he stands on the other side. We eat and talk argue about little things then laugh about it. He chooses the movie, The Notebook, he put the movie in while I grab the blanket he put on me and cover myself up, and he laughs at me and sits beside me putting his arm around me. "Are you cold?" He asks. "I stay cold." I say back being completely honest.
I pull my legs up to my chest and he tightens his grip around me pulling me closer to his chest. 'Is this really happening to me? Harry is actually holding ME in his house.' I think. The ending of the movie always makes me cry, I hold back the tears knowing I've only met him today and have already cried in front of him.
The movies ends and he says while getting up "I want a love like that. The kind where they fight for each other knowing that it won’t be easy being together but they still choose to be. I think that love over powers everything. Maybe I'm the only one that thinks that or maybe I'm just weird. I don't know." "I believe that."
His head shoots up to my face, startling me a little, "You do?" He says standing up. I shake my head, biting my lip. He walks over to me, over towering me with his height. I feel like a five year old standing next to their parent. How small they feel but I can't help but to feel protected, and I'm not for sure why I feel this way, I barely know him, I just met him. He grabs my hand, pulling me up in front of him. He looks down on me as I look up.
"Stand on the couch." He says, confused, but I stand on it using his shoulders for support so I don't fall, as clumsy as I am. My heart rate picks up; I can hear his breathing increase. I'm almost eye level with him now. His eyes make my legs weak, their so gorgeous. His hand finds the small of my back, pulling me forward; his lips smash on to mine. My legs go weak, my eyes shut as I fall into this amazing kiss. I've never had a kiss like this; my arms find his neck and wrap themselves around him. He pulls out of it, and says "Wow." As the same time I do. Now I know he felt it too. We lean in again for another one.
A knock at the door stops us before we make it. It's Zayn. Harry goes to open the door as I fold the blanket and lay it back on his couch knowing I'm going to have to leave soon, even though I don't want to. Zayn walks in, talking to Harry about something. Zayn's eyes meet mine, "Leigh-Ann? What are you doing here?" He says looking back at Harry. "We got something to eat then decided to watch some movies." Harry says looking at me. My feet go pigeon toed and I begin to bite my lip. I look at my feet, something I do when I become embarrassed. I can feel my face blushing.
I glance up at both of them smiling at me. Zayn, whispers something to Harry and they go outside. I'm still standing there like an idiot. I begin to clean the kitchen from where we ate. Throwing away the empty boxes when I hear the door open. Harry shuts it, and locks it. "What are you doing?" He says walking over to me. "Just cleaning." "You don't have to do that, you’re a guest." He says leaning against the table where I'm standing. "I don't mind it." I reply, he just stands there looking at me, no expression. "It's getting late, maybe I should be going."
