A Love That Lasts// Harry Styles

Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

♥Sarah's POV♥

"You know, I hate you for that." I scolded Harry.

"Oh sure. You love me." He winked and gave her a side hug as we walked to my car.

"You wish Harold."

"Harold?! Sarbear I didn't know you were so mad!"

"Yeah, well I am!" I said irritation in my voice. "You walked in on me half naked!"

"I swear it was by accident! And I already said sorry a billion times!" Harry tried.

We got in Harry's black Range Rover and pulled out of the parking lot onto the road. Harry kept sneaking glances at me but I ignored them. I was not going to give him the satisfaction. He needed to know he was in trouble for walking in on me! Ugh boys!

"Sarbear you know you can't stay mad at me!" Harry teased and poked my side.

I hated that he was right. I cant stay mad at him. He's my best friend. I can't resist.

"Your right. I guess I just over reacted a bit. But don't do it again!" I warned.

"Its not like I won't see you naked in the future anyway," Harry mumbled under his breath, not meaning for me to hear the last part. I brushed it off. He didn't mean it. Harry is just naturally cheeky like that.

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We arrived back at my apartment complex and hopped out of the car. My sides still hurt from laughing at some lame joke Harry told. Gah, he can just be so funny sometimes.

As we stepped in the building, the warm heating hit my face. It felt nice. We walked into the elevator and after a small argument about who gets to press the button, we were on our way up to floor 26. Halfway there, the elevator made a loud screeching noise and the lights above our heads started flickering.

I grabbed Harry's arm urgently. Was the elevator broken? Why did it stop? What's going on?

"Harry I'm scared." I whispered through the dark. His arm found its way to my waist and he held me closer.

"Shh love its alright. It just stopped. Maintenance will probably get it up and running in no time." Harry assured me.

My heart flutters when he calls me love. Wait. What? Harry is just my friend! But he is really cute. His hair, perfectly heart shaped lips, toned body, green ey- stop it Sarah!

My mind wandered back to reality and I realized how afraid I was. I was scared shiftless! If there is one thing I'm afraid of, it is the dark!

"Harbear I'm afraid. Its so dark. Sing to me please." I looked at him with pleading eyes, even though he couldnt see them because it was pitch black.

I slid my back down the wall until I reached the floor. Harry sat down beside me and wrapped his strong arm around. I could feel his bicep resting on my back as he held me against him. I stopped shaking as I thought of Harry. My best friend. The person I could depend on always.

A husky voice filled the air when Harry started singing an familiar Ed Sheeran song.

I smiled, the song soothing my nerves. I didn't have to feel afraid around Harry. He made me feel safe. Harry was my protector.

The song ended and I started feeling drowsy.

"Your amazing." I told him.

"Well yeah, I guess that why I have a singing career silly!" Harry teased.

"No Har, I meant you. YOU are amazing. Your the best friend anyone can ask for." I said seriously.

Harry didn't reply, but I knew he smiled because I could hear the partition of his lips.

"I love you Sarah..." my heart started racing. Did he really mean it? "Your my beat friend and I coudnt ask for more." He finished. Oh. Ouch. For a second I thought he loved me, but it was just friendly love. But its not like I like him anyways so why am I feeling like this? Whatever.

"Sarbear, do you ever think about your future?" Harry startled me.

"Well I guess. I wanna know what I'll be doing say, in ten years time." I replied.

"No, I mean who you'll spend your future with." His question surprised me. I didn't really expect something like this to come up.

"I don't know really." I hesitated. "Do you?"

"All the time. I always imagine myself coming home from a long day at work, greeted by a beautiful wife with a kiss. I imagine having a little girl come up and hug my legs excited to see me. I dream of holding my love and never wanting to let go of her. She will love me just as much as I love her. I want that fairy tale family. You know?"

I slightly nodded. "Yeah," I breathed. "I know exactly what your talking about."

So we sat there on the elevator floor for two hours talking about life before someone finally realized we were there. It was nice though. I spent some time with Harry and became even closer (if that were possible).

We got to my apartment door and stopped before I opened it. I looked at Harry who was already watching me. I blushed and looked down.

"Thanks for today Curly. I had fun, especially getting stuck in the elevator." I giggled.

He was still staring at me, not saying anything. "Harry... Harry!" I snapped in front of his face. He came back to his senses.

"Umm, sorry." He murmured.

"Yeeeeaaah.. it was getting a little creepy there." I laughed.

I turned to walk inside when a hand gripped my wrist and a pun me around.

"You forgot something" Harry said before softly placing his lips upon my cheek. Blood rushed to the spot as I blushed like crazy. He smiled before turning around and heading toward the elevator.

I rushed inside and closed the door. Back pressed against the door I breath in and slid down.

Wow.

Well maybe that was just a friendly gesture. People around here do that all the time.

Dammit.