i'll let you be in my dreams - harry greene

3

you and harry called a cab, and drove to the local karaoke bar, which was not a bar. it was a diner with karaoke rooms. harry paid the cashier to rent a karaoke room for an hour, and led you to it.

you two entered the room, and harry looked through the book for a song.

"hall and oates, 'you make my dreams come true'? classic." harry said, then chose the song. the opening chords played out, and harry looked at you. 

you were sitting on the black leather sofa.

"what i want, you've got." harry sang. "and it might be hard to handle, but like a flame that burns the candle..." 

you listened to harry sing, surprised he wasnt that bad, and didnt realize the song ended.

"i cant believe i let you bring me here. im awful." you laugh, getting up, and taking the microphone from harry. he smiles at you, and you walk over to the song book.

you choose 'romantic lover' by eyedress, your favorite song.

you start singing the song, completely lost in the words, your eyes closed. 

when the song ends you go and sit on the couch, next to harry.

"i'm letting myself fall in love with you. one location at a time." you say, and look at harry.

he looks at you. "and im glad." 

you and harry go closer and closer to eachother, until your lips are touching. 

he kisses you softly. you put your palm on the back of his neck, and he leans you back. 

y/n pov: harry greene is making out with me, and im enjoying it. i cant believe i just said that. i hate him, but i love him. our little carnival trip quickly escalated into a makeout session. 

pov: harry is holding your neck, and your arms are wrapped around his. finally harry stopped kissing you.

"im sorry y/n." harry says, breathing into your skin. 

"no, harry. i'm sorry. its my fault, i let it happen." you say.

you and harry get up, and the silence is awkward.