Cambridge

The Years Almost Over

Skylar's P.O.V
After Rachel stormed into Ashton's, Luke and I looked at each other awkwardly. I guess things didn't work out with Louis, hopefully she'll be with Ashton, she's always happy around him. I make a mental note to ask Rachel about Ashton later.. I bit my lip slightly when my phone buzzes, I pull it out again see that Harry texted me.

(Skylar-S, Harry-H)

H- Where are you??
S- Sorry, have to cancel.
H- Why?? Which friends house are you at exactly? S- Because something came up, I don't have to tell you, you're not my boyfriend.
H- I could be.
S- In your dreams, Styles.
H- ;)
S- Harry!
H- Just kidding! Maybe..
S- Okay..?
H- I'm creeping you out, aren't I?
S- Nah, I'm used to your craziness.
H- Awesome!

I suddenly remember Luke is standing right in front of me, so I quickly shut my phone off and smile shyly at him.
"Sorry." I mumbled, staring into his sea blue eyes.
"Who was that?" He asks quietly, leaning against the wall.
"No one." I smile, my eyes flickering to the door.
"So about the date, I'll come by your dorm around tomorrow around 7?" He cocked his adorably, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Sure, can't wait!" I reply happily, kissing his cheek before exciting the room. Once I'm out of the building, I sigh heavily and begin walking to the track without a reason. When I finally get there I see a figure laying in the grass, my mouth pops open when I the person is Harry.
Quietly sneaking up on him, I sit down next to him and poke him cheek. He instantly smiles, showing off his dimples.
"I knew you couldn't keep yourself away from me." He said, opening his eyes and launching himself up into a sitting position.
"Yeah, right." I roll my eyes dramatically, making Harry laugh softly.
"So what happened with your friend?" He asked, scooting around until his head was in my lap.
"Change of plans." I shrug, leaning back on my arms and staring at the stars.
"Well, whatever happened, I'm glad it did." He smiled, ruffling my hair. I groan and smack his hand away, trying to fix my hair.
"You're such a kid, Harry, has anyone ever told you that?" I say once I'm comfortable, he nods furiously the moment I'm finished talking.
"Knew it." I laugh, patting his head softly. He grabs my hand and presses it to his cheek, smiling.
"The years almost over." He says softly, I cringe and nod slightly.
"The lads and I always take a summer trip, I was wondering if you'd want to come along?" He asks, my eyes widen at the sky, I bit my lip to stop a smile from spreading over my face.
"You want me to come with you guys? With Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn and you? Are you sure? I mean, not that I don't want to come, I just want to make sure you won't change your mind. What if I get car sick? What if-" He cuts me off by laughing loudly, making me blush.
"You're cute when you ramble," he smiles. "if you want, only the both of us could take a trip? We could go anywhere you want to go."
"Wouldn't they get mad?" I ask worried, he sits up and gives me a reassuring smile.
"I'm sure they wouldn't mind." He stood up, giving me his hand, I instantly take it and hop up.
"Give me a week, then I'll give you an answer." I say before walking off.