Old Rain. [h.s.]

Chapter 23.

Chapter 23:

After muttering those words I looked around the butterfly house, seeing all the different coloured butterflies swoop past my face onto leaves or flowers beside me. This moment was truly amazing.

I looked to see Harry smiling to himself as he gazed around the room, he is perfect. His innocent eyes searched the butterfly's, his smile grew as he watched them, he is just incredible. I smiled at him and used my index finger under his chin to turn his face to me, his smile never faltered as I slowly leaned in and kissed his tender lips, "you're stunning" I voiced my thoughts in a whisper, only loud enough for the both of us to hear.

"Not as much as you" he confessed making me blush. He took my hand in his rather large one as we made our way out of the butterfly house and towards his car as we drove back to Harry's house.

As we turned the corner we noticed several members of the press stood outside the house with cameras, my eyes widened and my heartbeat increased as I started to panic. "Harry there's so many of them what are we gonna' do?" I rushed and looked at the group of men stood with cameras in search for a new 'Harry Styles story'.

"It'll be fine babe," he reasoned as he inspected the group infront of the house "We'll go over to Niall's until they've gone, then we can come back. They don't need to know." he spoke calmly, starting the car and making a u-turn as we headed for Nialls.

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

Me and Harry stood next to each other as we patiently awaited for Niall to answer his door. I rested my head on Harry's shoulder as we stood in the hallway of the apartment complex. A draft was created as a topless Niall flung his door open and smiled, "Hey mate, you alright?" his Irish accent beamed as he greeted Harry with a hug before turning to me; "Hey Ems!" he spoke enthusiastically, giving me a hug too.

I returned it with a smile, "Hey, how're you feeling this morning? You were pretty out of it last night." I nudged his shoulder playfully with my own, I chuckled as he directed me into the living room where Harry was sitting comfortably on the couch.

"I know, I-" he was cut off by a familiar voice entering the room.

"Hey Niall, where do you keep the conditi-" She stopped abruptly and her eyes widened noticing that the living room was full; there stood my best friend - in nothing but a towel with wet hair looking extremely embarrassed. The room was silent until a husky voice spoke up.

"Well, this isn't awkward at all." Harry mumbled sarcastically causing me to giggle and glance at him before turning back to Hayley.

"Seems you to had a good night too!" I teased and made my way over to Harry, leaving both Niall and Hayley blushing in their places.

"I'm gonna' go get dressed." Hayley darted out of the room in order to get changed. Me and Harry continued to giggle at the awkward situation, until we peered over at Niall who stood pouting. "Personally I think she looked fine in the towel!" Niall muttered. I grabbed the nearest cushion I could find and threw it at his head, knocking him out of his thoughts.

"Hey!" he whined as his face contorted and he looked at me sadly.

Me and Harry chuckled at the sight before I answered.

"That's my best friend you're talking about! Now go and put a shirt on!" I laughed as he looked at me, I could already see he had a comeback ready for me.

"Well Harry's my best friend and yet I don't mind when you flirt with him!" Niall grinned childishly as he stuck his tongue out and exited the room triumphantly.