The front door swung open seconds after I had knocked. I peered up to see Harry, a cheeky grin spread across his beautiful face, revealing adorable dimples. He wore jeans and a simple light blue t shirt. Dark curly hair flopped over his forehead slightly as he reached out and grasped my hand.
“Hello, Beautiful.” His raspy voice spoke.
He leaned in, his full lips pressing to mine. My eyes fluttered closed as I wrapped my arms round his shoulders. My fingers played with the small curls at the nape of his neck before we pulled away, both of us gasping.
“Hello to you too, handsome.” I smiled. “Louis in?”
“Nope, he’s gone to Eleanor’s for the evening. So you have me all to yourself tonight.” He winked.
He tugged me into the warm flat that he shared with one of his best friends. Harry helped me in taking off my coat, he hung it on the peg as I unlaced and removed my shoes.
“Come on.”
I was towed into the familiar living room. I glanced round smiling. Whenever I called in unexpectedly there were always dirty bowls and clothes lying on the floor. Harry would make me wait outside the living room door while he cleaned up before letting me in.
“You tided.”
I looked over to Harry who was still smiling at me.
“Yes I did.” He smirked, proudly.
He walked over bumping my hip with his.
“It’s your turn to pick the film tonight.”
“Yay!” I raised my hands into the air.
“But nothing too girly.” He joked.
“Fine.” I huffed.
I got down onto my knees in front of the vast DVD collection Harry and Louis had accumulated. My index finger trailed along the spines of the cases. A couple of minutes later I had decided on Finding Nemo, not too girly I thought. I pushed myself up from the carpet and turned round ready to show Harry my choice but he wasn’t there.
“Harry?” I called.
There was no answer so I sat down on the sofa waiting for him to return. I glanced out the window noticing how much darker it had gotten outside. The gloomy clouds had been rolling in as I walked to the flat. I got up from my seat and moved over to the window. Small droplets of rain landed on the glass and raced down the pane. My hands caught hold of the curtains and drew them quickly. I spun round and jumped slightly as Harry surprised me standing the doorframe. He clutched blankets and sheets in his hands.
“Look what I found.” He smiled. “Thought we could make…”
“A DUVET FORT!” I shouted excitedly.
He laughed as I rushed over to him and took some of the blankets from his hands.
“How are we going to do it then?”
He frowned slightly before speaking.
“Here, hold these.”
He placed the rest of the sheets in my arms, then walked over to one of the sofas. I peered round the pile in my hold and watched as he bent down slightly.
“Here let me help...” I gushed.
But before I could finish my sentence Harry had already pushed the heavy sofa away from the wall. He made it look like no effort at all. I stood watching on, impressed by his strength. I found myself admiring the toned muscles in his back that were visible though his t shirt. His strong arms flexed as he pulled the sofa round so the back now faced front of the one opposite. I shook my head as he winked at me, smirking. Obviously being well aware of the fact that I was checking him out.
