The Bluff (Harry Styles Fanfiction) #JustWriteIt

Sweet Dreams

I walked up the steps of my house and turned around, facing Harry. 

"I can't thank you enough. I was having such a bad night and you and your family are just the nicest people I've ever met. " I said standing, with my hands in front of me, swaying back and fourth. 

"You deserved a good night. Next time you wanna a good, date out in the town, tell me, I could recommend someone specific for you. " he wrapped his hands around me, as I looked up at him. 

"And who would you recommend? " I smiled asking, even thought I knew he was talking about himself. 

"When the time comes, you'll know." he whispered in my ear. He slowly kissed my neck, and I got chills down my spine. He kissed my neck again and then I heard the door open behind me.

"Harry! How are you, sweetheart?" My mom asked smiling. I rolled my eyes and was bummed out that she ruined the moment. 

"I'm great, how are you?" he asked, letting me go. 

They had a few seconds of awkward small talk "Alright, well I'll see you soon Harry. Goodnight." she smiled and walked away. 

I stood in the doorway, and I grabbed his hand. "Sweet dreams" he smiled, and the farther he went, our hands unattached. "Sweet Dreams" I said back, giving him a tired, happy look. 

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I was about to make my way upstairs until my parents stopped me. 

"Sophia, Wanna explain why you and Daniel were not together tonight?" my dad asked.

I walked into the living room, sitting next to them. "I was, until he completely left me in the city alone, just so he could go and hangout with his friends. And right before I was going to leave, Harry and his family showed up, and they invited me out to dinner with them. I didn't wanna go home." I explained my night.

"What an asshole. Why would he leave you all alone in the city. " my mom added, cuddled up to my dad. 

"I'll remember to thank Harry and his parents the next time I see them. That was very nice of them."my dad said as I got up. "Goodnight my lovely parents. " I said, smiling with satisfaction. 

My parents were getting along, my sister was coming home tomorrow, I had a great night, and I had Harry. I looked on my Instagram, and looked at how many likes and comment the picture of Harry and I had. The comment section were filled with basic sentences like "Goalsss", and "OTP" and "I ship". It made me feel giggly and I still had butterflies in my stomach. 

I got texts from many people, asking if Harry and I were dating. Dating was a big deal in our school, and Harry and I were the talk of the town for a while now. I didn't answer any of them, because I didn't know what we were at the moment, and I didn't care. I was happy, and thats all that mattered.