Forever(Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6

*Annabelle pov*

I tell him about my first time going to the movies and how wen the movie ended I had barely ate popcorn and wen we got out I threw it in my fathers face. I told him almost everything to him.

At the time I finished it was almos 10. We laughed and told jokes all night.

"Maybe we could hang out another day" he said

"Yeah. That would be fun" i tell him

He smiles and says "Yeah it would. We should. How about tomorrow? Maybe you could hang out with me and the boys. "

I can't believe this is happening. I thought

"Yeah, what time?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow. You still have my number right?" He asks a little worried

"Yes,why?"

"I just thought that maybe you threw it away or lost it" he says with a shy expression.

"Well I didn't so you don't have to worry"

"Could you give me yours?"

"Sure but I don't have a paper or a pen"

He laughs and hands me a paper. "What about a pen?" I ask. He look around and then stands up and asks a lady for a pen.

At first she seems confused but then gives him one. I laugh at her expression. Harry really did caught her off guard. She was talking on the phone.

"Here you go" he says handing me the pen with a smirk planted on his face. I admire his dimples. How they look when he smiles.

I write down the number and hand the paper to Harry along with the pen. "Here you go"

His smile's really big once he takes the paper. Just wen we are about yo leave I say "aren't you going to return her the pen"

He smiles and says "nope"

"Harry give her back her pen" I laugh

"What it's not like she can't afford to buy a new one" he laughs and I join him

"Harry!" I scream at him

"Fine, but only cos you said so" he smiles and walks over to her and hands it to her. She smiles at him and thanks him.

As he walks back he smiles at me and holds out his hand. "Lets go" he says as he interlocks our fingers together.

We walk out together. "Well I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow" he says as we step out. "Me two" i say

Just as I'm about to let go of him he pulls me closer to him and leans over to me as I feel his soft lips connect with mine.