Blind (Harry Styles)

Chapter 30

Harry

"I love you, Harry."

I looked down at Promise. Her hair was fanned out and her body rose and fell with her breathing. Her eyes were softly shut; she was a very peaceful sleeper. I moved some loose strands behind her ears and stroked her cheek. She loved me, and I her.

"Paint me like one of your french girls." Rose said.

I looked away from Promise to the boys. Niall was laughing hysterically at Rose and Jack, Liam looked scared, and Zayn was paying close attention, drooling over the girl. Louis and Theo weren't paying attention to the scenes on the screen. Instead, Louis was shoving handfuls of popcorn in his face and Theo was focused on Niall.

"Ni, it's not that funny," Theo said with a goofy grin on her face.

Niall stood up in front of the screen.

"Man, move!" Zayn shouted and threw a pillow at him.

Niall tucked the bottom half of his shirt up so it looked like a bra.

"PAINT ME LIKE ONE OF YOUR FRENCH GIRLS, LIAM!" He ran over to the scared boy and jumped on his lap. Everyone laughed as Liam threw him on the floor.

"NOOOO!!" Niall pretended to make drowning noises before Theo chucked a pillow at his face playfully.

"Come on, Niall, watch the movie." Theo said still laughing.

"Yeah, man." Zayn was a little ticked off at Niall for disturbing the nudity scene.

I looked back at Promise, not interested in the movie. She was perfect. Every detail of her was made to form a masterpiece.

"God," I thought, "you did a good job making this one."

I smiled as Promises eye brows furrowed. I wonder what a blind persons dream looks like. Are they in color? Is everything accurate?

Promise wasn't born blind so she knew what things looked like but what if she dreams differently?

"Babe, wake up." I shook Promise gently.

"Wha-what time is it?" She sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"5ish." I took her hand and helped her to her feet. Instead of getting ready to leave she hugged me.

Promise

I hugged him. His chest was strong and firm, moving up and down at a slow steady pace. His arms wrapped around my waist and mine around his neck. I was on ny tip toes due to his height and he was bending down.

He hugged me tightly and didn't let go. My hands found his curls and they tugged at them slightly. His hands found my low back and kept them there.

The hug wasn't desperate or anything, but it showed love. Love that couldn't be broken. He made me feel safe.

We let go and he kissed my forhead.

"Come home with me tonight?" He offered with his face inches from mine. I nodded slightly and took his hand.

"Ah, Theo," Harry said as she walked into the room, "Promise is coming home with ne tonight."

"Yeah, okay." I could tell she was smiling from the sound of her voice.

Harry led me to the rest of the boys to say goodbye and then out to the car. The air was cool and the night was creeping in. We walked slowly to his car and got in. There was no rush. No where to be. Just Harry and me.

As we drove down the road he took my hand in his, placing our conjoined hands on my lap. He hummed a song I've heard before, Never be Alone by Shawn Mendas.

"You like that song?" I asked.

"Mhm, its great." I could tell he was smirking.

When we pulled up to his house Harry opened my door for me and led me to the front door.

"No one's home." He whispered into my ear.

I smiled as he opened the door. I walked into the unfamiliar area and Harry came up behind me.

"This way babe." He held my hand and walked slowly up the stairs and down a ling hallway. I could tell I was dark.

He opened his bedroom door and let me explore the room. There was a dresser next to the door and a closet door on the wall next to that. Posters were on the wall and his bed was fairly large. There were windows on the wall next to the bed and a bathroom door on the same wall. There were bookshelevs filled with books.

"You read?"

"Mhm." He smiled.

There was a desk next to that with a computer and more lose books.

I walked over to his bed and found Harry sitting by the head. I crawled up to him and put my head on his chest.

"What are the posters of?" I asked quietly.

"Bands, cars, things like that." He whispered back, stroking my hair.

"What color are the walls?"

"Grey."

"That nice," I smiled softly. "Sit up." I said moving from his reach. He sat up and came closer so my legs were over his.

I began to feel his face, making out the features. His jaw line was sharp, his hair was longer. His eye brows were full and his lips were plump. He was an angel. My angel. He was beautiful and handsome in everyway possible.

My hand was on his face still as I felt him move closer. Closer and closer he came until the only thing parting us was my hand. My heart raced and butterflies erupted in my stomach.

I slowly moved my hand down his face and put it on his cheek. He kissed me. Softly at first, and then became more eager. The slow motions became quicker and his hands brought me closer.

His lips moved from my lips to my neck, kissing every inch of it. He sucked lightly on a spot closer to my coller bone and a noise escaped my lips as I gripped his hair.

"You like that, yeah." He said and chuckled.

"Ha, yeah." His forehead rested on mine. His firm grip pulled me into a tight hug again and we sat there for forever. Listening to the sound of one another. Taking in everything the other one had to offer.

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hiii I had a dream the I met harry and it was amazing hehe