Morgan's Point of View:
I was just in my room getting ready for bed when I heard a strange noise. It was a kind of tapping noise, like something was lightly hitting glass. It sounded like it was coming from my window so I got up and decided to investigate. I walked over to my window and opened the curtain, it was dark though so it was hard to see. I looked around for a minute until I saw the source of the noise. It was Harry, throwing little pebbles at my window. What the heck? What does he want? I opened my window and gave him a puzzled look. He waved his hands signaling for me to come down and mouthed the words “come here.”
“What? No.” I whisper/yelled.
“Just come here.” Harry whisper/yelled back. It was really quiet outside so even from my window I could hear him.
“Goodnight Styles.”
“Fine, then I'm coming up.” He spoke.
“I'm locking my window. Bye.” I said as I irritatedly waved to him.
“Come down here or I'll make sure your parents, along with all of your neighbors know your name.”
“What do you mean? And I'm still not coming down.”
“Oh Morgan, oh yeah! Give it to m--”
“Shut up! Okay okay I'm coming!” I cut him off, giving in to him. I then grabbed a robe that was hanging from my closet and silently walked through the house and sneaked out the door. I walked over to where Harry was and started to scold him.
“Are you crazy?!” I whisper/yelled.
“Oh come on, it worked didn't it.” He cheekily smiled.
“What do you want anyways?” I questioned him.
“Erm.. right..” He trailed off.
“Harry just cut to the stupid chase so I can go back to bed. It's chilly.”
“Do you want my jacket?”
“Uhm no.” I stated with a weird look on my face. I probably sounded like a jerk but he's done so much stuff to me, it's hard to be nice to him.
“Right.. well I was just making sure that you erm.. haven't told anybody about what you know, happened.” He nervously responded.
“No Harry I haven't told anyone.” I lied. I told Niall..
“Oh.. okay..”
“That seriously couldn't have waited for tomorrow? Or you couldn't have texted me?” I asked him. He was silent and didn't answer my questions so I continued.
“Well?” I asked but still got no response.
“You know what you are ridiculous. I don't even know why I--” I started but was cut off by Harry's next actions. He rushed over to me, grabbed my face, and kissed me. We kissed for about fifteen seconds before I realized that this was Harry Styles and I pushed him off of me. I wiped off my lips in disgust and looked at him like he was crazy. He looked surprised by his own actions and a little embarrassed. I started to walk away with my head spinning but he caught up to me and grabbed my forearm.
“Please don't tell anyone until I figure everything out.”
“Figure what out Harry!” I furiously said. He once again fell silent.
“I don't have time fore you, and I can tell whoever I want. You don't control me.” I told him and his jaw tensed. Suddenly his lips came crashing down onto mine. This time I immediately jerked back and slapped him.
