"Whoa."
The only word that comes out of mouth when he pulls away from me. He let's go of my hands but I'm still frozen in my place.
"Now that's, what I call a kiss." He smirks.
"What just happened?" I ask as if I was unconscious.
"Come, sit with me." He chuckles and takes my hand.
He and I sit there, our legs dangling down. I stare at the moon, still processing through that kiss.
That's what he calls a kiss?!
"You alright?" He gently pushes my arms.
"Yes, No, maybe, definitely." I mumble.
He tucks my hair behind my ear.
"What did that mean? That kiss."
"That meant that I like you." He caress my cheek with his thumb.
"I like you too." I whisper.
He scoots near to me and I do the same. I rest my head on his shoulder and he rests his cheek on my head.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"The first time I kissed you, what were you thinking?"
I feel his giggle.
"I was surprised. To be honest, I wasn't expecting that at all."
"Did any part of you think that, I was being a complete arse."
"Er...No."
I lift my head up and turn my face to him.
"You paused."
"What?"
"You paused before saying No. You did think I was being an arse. Gee.." I kick myself.
He laughs.
I arch my eyebrows in surprise.
Really styles? Do you want me to stab you in the eye right now?
"I didn't think you were being an arse. I was just..surprised and before I could say anything you left! I was still recovering, you know and when I came to talk to you, you just started apologising. I thought maybe that was a mistake."
"What about the second time?"
"Hmm..second time, I'll be honest, I was kinda prepared." He smiles at the ground, "but I didn't think it was gonna be that soon, like on the same day so yeah, I was kinda taken back but then again, before I could say anything you left."
"Let's just say, I didn't leave. What would you've done?"
He touches his forehead with mine and whispers on to my lips, "This."
And then he kisses me. Soft, passionate and a little wet kiss.
He pulls away but not completely. His forehead is still in contact with mine and he breathes on my lips.
"I wish I hadn't left." I whisper.
He smirks and slowly backs off, staring into my eyes. The fire from the bonfire reflects in his eyes making them sparkle. They are beautiful.
"You have beautiful eyes." Before I can even think, the words come out of my mouth.
He flushes.
He.Is.Flushing?
"Thank you." He coughs.
I can hear Louis's laughter from a distance. He is so loud!
"I gotta go." I stand up in a haste.
As I'm about to leave Harry grabs my wrist.
I turn around. He doesn't say anything, just gazes at me.
