Chapter 19

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"We should be getting back." Harry says with a wink. "Ok." I say dumbstruck. I follow him back down the stairs and see the others waiting for us.

"Finally!" Kayla exclaims. "Where were you two?" She asks, raising an eyebrow at me wearing Harrys jacket. "We were just on the roof." Harry says. "Mmmhhhmmmm." Kayla says. I give her a look telling her to stop. Louis is watching. "Let's go!" Harry says. He takes my hand and sprints for the door.

"There's gunna be thousands of screaming girls out there!" I note. "Last time I got scratched..." I lift his jacket off my shoulder, and show him my arm. "Here." Harry says. Before I know it, he scoops me up in his arms, bridal stile. He opens the door and steps outside, holding me tightly against his strong chest. Instantly fans start screaming. Some look excited, some sad, some mad.

I see one younger girl in the crowd crying and I point at her. "Harry!" Harry follows my finger and makes his way over to the young girl. He sits me down on my feet. "What's your name love?" Harry asks over the screaming girls. "Sadie." She answers in a whimpery voice. Harry smiles and autographs stuff for her. "Can I have a picture?" She asks. "Sure." Harry nods.

I step away, but she motions for me to come back. "You're amazing! Could you be in the picture too?" I blush, but nod and stand next to Harry. "Thank you so much!" She says. "No problem!" I answer back with a smile. "Here. This is my twitter account if you um- maybe would like to follow me...?" She asks handing me a piece of paper. "Of coarse!" I say taking the paper".

Harry tugs my hand towards the limo, and I follow him. "Where is everyone?" Harry asks as we sit alone in the limo. "I don't know..." I answer. After a moment if silence Harry speaks. "That dress looks nice on you." He says with a smirk. "Of coarse... It would look good off of you too." He says with a wink. Oh Harry. I roll my eyes and smile.

At that moment the door opens and everyone piles in. Louis and El sit together, Liam and Kayla sit together, and Niall and Zayn sit together. Everyone talks an laughs as we make our way to the party. After a while, I become bored with my conversation and I stare at Niall, laughing at Zayns stupid joke. I wonder... Maybe if I- "We're here!" Louis says. I furrow my eyebrows. "What's wrong?" Harry whispers. "I don't really wanna go..." I whisper back. "Me either." He says.

He pulls us both out of the car and we follow everybody else inside. Harry doesn't let go of my hand, but I don't mind. The place where the party is at is thriving with people and music. "Jeez it's loud!" I say over the music and screaming. "Hey guys!" Ed says. We all greet him. "You look beautiful Gabby!" Ed says to me. I blush. He leans in and kisses my cheek in a friendly way, and I feel Harrys grip on my hand tighten.

"Thank you." I finally say. Harry pulls me closer, in a protective way, and I look at him questionably. "Let's go outside." Harry says. He leads me to the backyard, where there are girls, dancing and drinks. The pool in the middle is filled with girls in bikinis, floaties, and splashing. Harry leads me around all the commotion, and towards the edge of the woods, where I spot a small, white painted chair swing.

I smile, and Harry and I sit on the swing together. The night air is a little chilly, and I'm thankful for Harrys jacket wrapped securely around my shoulders. I slide my arms into the sleeves, so it doesn't fall off, and grab hold of the chain, resting my head against it. I push lightly off the ground, then bring my feet up to sit criss cross in the chair. "You're unlike any girl I've ever met before." Harry says, his gaze never leaving my face.

"Um... Thanks?" Harry laughs and me, showing off his dimples. The light of the stars shine in his eyes, and the roar of the party seems to fade away when our eyes meet. "I talked to Niall." Harry says. My gaze drifts towards the party. "And?" I ask. "Well... He said that... Erm... Well, he wanted to..." Harry facepalms, and slouches into the swing. "You don't have to tell me Harry..." I say pausing.

"I WANT to tell you... It's just... Well..." He seems lost in thought. After a while of silence he starts over. "I'm tempted all the time. But I don't want to hurt you." He pauses, not meeting my eyes. "I can't tell you anything else... It's none of my business..." Silence fills the air. "You wanna head home?" I ask. He looks up at me and nods. He stands, and together, we walk back to the house.

"Lou. We want to go home." I say to Louis. "Already? We haven't even gotten the cake out." He exclaims. "I'm tired." I say. Louis frowns. "I guess that's ok..." I kiss him on the cheek and tell him goodnight. "Bring me back some cake!" I shout before meeting Harry at the front door. "I called for a limo." Harry says. "Do we HAVE to take limos everywhere?" I ask. I'm tired of riding in limos. I want to drive in a car like a normal person. Harry looks hurt, and frowns.

I can tell that we are both tired, and a little on edge. "Sorry." I say. The limo arrives and we both collapse into it. I stretch myself across one of the seats, and when I look over, Harry is doing the same. "So. Tired." I mumble into the seat. "Then be quiet and sleep." Harry says jokingly. I giggle and relax inside the warmth of Harrys jacket. I breath in his scent and snuggle into the comfy seat. My eyes slowly shut, and I fall asleep to the vibrating sound of the driving limo.

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I feel the car slow down and stop, then I hear Harry sigh, get up, and open the door. I'm about to open my eyes and stand up, but I feel a pair of arms gently lift me off of the seat. Harry carries me into the house, and up to my room.

He lays me on my bed, takes off my shoes and covers me with a blanket. "Goodnight Gabs." He coos in my ear. He kisses my lips gently, and sweetly, then he walks out, closing my door softly. I open my eyes to see only darkness, and smile at the tingly feeling his lips leave behind.

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