A Love That Lasts// Harry Styles

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

♥Sarah's POV♥

Louis said the words that I have been wanting to hear since I met Harry, but why couldn't it have been Harry himself who said them? Could he really love me? I don't know if Harry is even capable of loving. He has sex with so many different women a week. How is it even possible for him to not do that just because of me? I think Harry just has a little Kindergarten crush. I mean, he can't love me. I'm... well, me.

Harry's voice knocked me out of my trance. On the other side of the door, he said, "Oh fuck! She's been standing out there for like 10 minutes!"

I was leaning my head up against the door, so when he abruptly opened it why body flew forward and down into his crotch as I grabbed his waist in an effort not to fall.

I rapidly got up and heard wolf whistling as the boys were being, well, boys. I blushing like mad though. My cheeks were crimson and when I looked at Harry so were his.

"Eager to "get some"?" Louis smirked.

"Shut up." I mumbled as a brushed past him to sit on the counter. "So did you guys discuss and decide I can stay here tonight?"

"Oh yes you can, but we discussed a lot more than that." Louis said. Harry elbowed him in the side really hard and he yelped.

I acted like I didn't know what he was talking about and asked where I will be sleeping.

"You'll be sleeping with me. And don't worry I won't try anything." Harry smirked and winked at me.

"You better not, Styles. Or I'll rip your baby making part off."

He put his hands up in surrender. We all laughed. I decided I was tired and was directed to where Harry's bed was. The lads weren't sleepy yet, but said they'd go to bed in an hour or so. I laid in bed and as I inhaled, I could smell Harry's scent. It was perfect, just like him. I wish I could be with him so badly, but I know that when I go back to Holmes Chapel, I'll never see him again. It devastates me.

I felt the bed dip and knew it was Harry. I was on my side with my back facing him so he couldn't see me smile. He has such an effect on me, but I can't put my finger on it. I spent all night laying in bed next to Harry just thinking about him. He stayed a few inches away cause he knows I would chop his wiener off if he were any closer.

I was thinking about how much I'll miss him when I go home before I was surrounded by darkness.

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I woke up with strong arms around my waist. The front of my body was pulled into Harry's bare chest. I guess I didn't even notice he was only wearing his boxers last night. Not that I mind. I opened my eyes to see the beautiful boy. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. His curls cascading his for head and his heart shaped lips slightly squished because of the pillow he was laying on. I didn't even realize how close our faces were. We were literally only an inch apart. I didn't even pull back though. My chest was pushed against his, but in a comfortable way and I could feel our heartbeats move in sync together.

His words startled me for a second, jumping out of my daydream.

"Sarah... Sarah..." he mumbled. Aww he was dreaming about me.

"Sarah... I lo-" he was jolted out of his dream when a loud crash came from near Louis bunk. Harry jumped up and ran toward the noise.

"Lou are you okay?!" Harry exclaimed not really sure of what was going on.

"Huh? Yeah I'm fine." Louis replied. Louis sleepwalks and must have brought pots and pans to his bed with him and they just fell out. I swear, that kid is just too much.