A Love That Lasts// Harry Styles

Chapter 9

Chapter 9:

♥Sarah's POV♥

"Harry where are we going?!" I asked.

"Its a surprise Sarbear, calm down. You'll see soon enough."

"Yeah, well not if you don't take this blindfold off! I want to see where were going!" I whined.

"Sarah if you don't be quiet I'm gonna tickle you." When he said that I shut up right away.

I could just tell he was smiling. "And besides were almost there." Harry added.

We pulled onto a dirt path; I could tell because I could hear the rocks underneath the tires. I stayed quiet and just counted in my head the minutes until we arrived. Finally we came to a stop and I could hear Harry quickly opening his door. He ran his way to my side and pulled it open just before I reached to take the blindfold off.

"Woah woah woah, love. Keep it on, we still have to walk a bit to get there now." I sighed in frustration.

Harry slung an arm around my waist and under the back of my thigh, picking me up bridal style. I gasped from the sudden motion, but relaxed in Harry's arms. He kept walking for another five minutes until he gently set me down on some grass and took off my blindfold.

I drew in breath as I saw the view. We were up on a tall cliff overlooking the city. It was amazing. We were up so high that it wasn't even worth it to be scared, all you could be is astounded. The sight was brilliant and I've never seen anything like it before.

"Its beautiful Harry." I breathed.

"Not as beautiful as you." He said sincerely. I blushed like crazy and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the blanket he set up in the patch of green. We played down side by side on our backs and watched the clouds. I tried to make up shapes and pictures from them.

"So, the boys are coming down soon." Harry spoke up.

"Really?! That's great! I miss them so much!" I squealed. I can't wait to see my best friends.

"Yeah well they miss you too," Harry smiled. "Whenever they call your all they talk about." I blushed and giggled. I love them.

Hours went by before I noticed the sky darkening and the crickets chirping. We were still laying down and talking about anything that crossed our minds. From our first crushes to our favorite things. I practically knew everything about Harry already as did he about me.

"You know, I still haven't heard any of your songs." I said. And the truth is I really haven't. I've been in Africa for the past three years.

"What?! Here hold on." He said and quickly pulled out his phone. He tapped away and finally got to what he was looking for. A cute little tune came on followed by singing.

"Thats Liam." Harry explained.

Once liam finished singing, I heard the familiar voice of Harry. He's sang for me before so I recognized it almost instantly. His words filled my ears as my heart fluttered. He was so angelic.

The song went by and finished all too quickly. The silence seemed to linger in the air, but it was a nice silence. Harry and I didn't need words to communicate. That's what I love about us.

I closed my eyes only to open them back up when Fall by Ed Sheeran started playing. Harry set down his phone and stood up. A large hand was out in front of me, offering assistance. I took it and settled on my feet. Harry stood in front of me, only inches away. He bowed down and twiddled his hand out like in earlier centuries.

"May I have this dance, my lady?" He winked.

"Why yes." I pretended to swoon as I placed my hand in his.

Harry slid his hand out of mine, placing them on my waist as mine found their way to his neck. I played with the curls on the back of his head while he closed his green eyes and smiled. He held me close with our bodies pressed up against each other. We swayed under the moonlight to my favorite song. I leaned my head on Harry's perfect chest. When the song ended, we didn't stop dancing. We stuck to each other and both had grins across our faces. Harry rested his chin on the top of my head.

"Sarbear?" He whispered so quietly I barely heard it.

"Hmm?"

"I need to tell you something really important." He said. Now I was getting worried. Is something wrong? Cause the nervous tone in his voice was telling me so.

I drew my head back so I could look at him. His face was absolutely flawless under the light of the moon. It hardly shone on his beautiful features and reflected off his pink lips.

"What is it Harry?" I asked abruptly.

"Well, I've wanted to tell you this for so long and I really don't know how to say it." My heart started to speed up as my predictions made a turn. "But I feel like it would be a lot easier to show you."

Suddenly, I felt two soft lips press against mine. They were moist and because the fact that they were Harry's, they were perfect. I realized what was happening and quickly responded. My lips meshed with his as they moved together in sync. It was quiet except for the small sound of our lips parting only for a millisecond before they reconnected, craving more. Harry pressed harder into the kiss as he held my waist with one hand and cupped my face with the other. My hands were pressed against his toned chest until one slid up over his shoulder and to the nape of his neck. I tugged on his curls making him moan as I captured it into my mouth making it mine.

Harry held me close like I was going to vanish in any second. His hand cupped the side of my face and his thumb gently brushed over my cheek occaisionally. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance which I didn't hesitate to grant. I opened my mouth instantly as I felt his warm tongue play with mine. They danced together for what seemed like forever until I lightly bit his bottom lip, making him smile. I tugged at it gently and giggled.

We finally pulled back breathless and started at each other. With our foreheads pressed together, I could see his long eyelashes fanned out. I smiled at him which he returned immediately.

"So that's what I wanted to tell you." Harry spoke up.

"Yeah. "Tell" me." I laughed putting air quotes around the word tell.

"God, your so adorable." He told me. Red crept up to my cheeks and I looked down at my shoes.

"So what does this mean?" I questioned the curly haired boy in front of me. I was referring to the kiss.

Harry knelt down on one knee and grabbed my left hand in both of his. He searched my eyes with a huge grin across his face.

"Sarah, I was wondering if you would do the honor of being my girlfriend." His hushed tone escaped his lips.

I leaned down to his level and smashed my lips into his for a brief moment.

My voice filled the night, "I thought it would be easier to show you than tell you."