{Harry's POV}
I placed one hand on Natalie's cheek as our lips moved in sync. This moment is perfect. I want to go further very badly but I don't want to rush her. I especially don't want to scare her away.
Before I couldn't lick her bottom lip I pulled away to breath. I had to stop myself before I could mess anything up. Our foreheads rested against each others as we took deep breaths. My eyes became fixed on her beautiful green-blue pair. I can't get over how amazing hers are, they make mine look boring. Everything about her is breath-taking.
"Did I ever tell you how gorgeous you are." I admitted. A bright shade of red took over her cheeks as her eyes moved to the floor. There's a shy smile spread across her lips. She's so adorable when she's shy. I love the way how when she gets a compliment her cheeks burn, eyes sparkle, and a bright smile slips across her face.
I can't wait to call her mine. But I don't know when or how. Should I wait until valentines day? No that's to long, it's about three weeks away. If I wait that long she will most likely think I don't like her as more then friends, or she will find someone else. Of course she'll fine someone else she's perfect. Inside and out. Maybe I can ask her now. Yes!
Maybe no. What if she thinks I'm going to fast.
Yes Harry ask her to be yours! You already kissed her!
But what if she doesn't want to be more then friends?
Of course she wants to be more then friends. Haven't you noticed that she KISSED YOU BACK?
I seriously need to stop having wars in my head. That's plain old weird. Most people probably do it, they just don't admitted because it's weird.
Slowly Natalie placed her lips back on mine. Yes! That means she wants to kiss me. God she is awesome! I parted my lips to deepen in and she let me. Her petit soft hand found the back on my neck causing me to shudder at her touch. I placed my hand back on her hip, opposite of the other, then gingerly pulled her closer to me. Both of her hands made their ways behind my head.
I pulled away a bit getting air once again. I could go longer but before I go any further I need to ask her out. We've been on two dates so that's not rushing, right? How do people figure this stuff out? "Natalie can I ask you something?" I blurted out, quickly regretting it. Why did I do that? Now I can't back out. "Go ahead."
Well here it goes.
{Natalie's POV}
Please ask me out. Please ask me out. Please. Please. Please.
Harry took a deep breath then opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. It's as though the words are caught in his throat. But I understand. That's happened to me before. "Harry you can ask me anything." I informed him as I moved one hand to his cheek. A smile formed on his face revealing his dimples once again.
I love those dimples.
"Natalie would you..." He trailed off moving his head towards the otters. Lightly I pulled his face back towards me so our eyes connected. He smiled once again then opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Again. I giggled then kissed his cheek. "Maybe another time." I told him still giggled.
"No. I'm going to ask you now." I nodded as he took a deep breath. "Nataliewillyoubemygirlfriend?" He spoke in one breath. My eyes grew wide. Did he just-? Did he-? Wait. Did Harry-? "C-can you r-repeat that?" I stuttered, just like whenever I'm shocked. Did the Harry Styles just ask me to be his girlfriend? I know I want this, but it's still surprising.
"I'm sorry. I knew it. I'm moving things to-" He started to ramble, but I stopped him by placing my hand over his mouth. Another giggle escaped my lips. His tongue ran over my fingers making me remove it. I giggled again as I wiped my hand on his shirt. "You're not going to fast. I'd love to be your girlfriend." A smile grew from ear to ear from my response.
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