I woke up to the sun blinding me through the white curtains. I take in a deep breath inhaling the surrounding scent and went to stretch my arms when I noticed that the bed was empty. I shuffle around for a minute then decided to get up and brush my teeth. I wash my face and look in the mirror. I have to go today since I was only supposed to spend the night here. I change into black skinny jeans with my leather vans and a green sweater with a leather jacket over it. I walked into the kitchen and got hit by the smell of coffee. I smiled when I saw Harry and greeted him.
His head shot up alerted but when he realized it was me he relaxed and replied "Morning. Did you have a good sleep?" Then yesterday's image flashed through my head so I quickly answered "Ah, uh yeah thank you so much again I really appreciate your help. I guess this is goodbye then?" His brows shot up, quickly turning into a frown saying "What? Oh I just thought that I don't know maybe you'd like to spend the day with me? I can show you around Paris!" I didn't have anywhere to go nor did I have a schedule so I decided to agree. He smiled and offered me some coffee which I gladly took. "There is a nice café down the road we could go have some breakfast there." he suggested. I nodded and said "Hon hon oui oui, je t'aime le-uh I don't know more french." He laughed to with I responded "I tried alright" and laughed along.
We sat the whole morning just talking about our favorite books, movies, memories, places, colors, drinks and so on. He was a really interesting person. I felt so drawn to him, he made me want to know more and more about him.
We spent the day walking around the city. He showed me around and told me about the history of Paris, and I listened carefully.
After we went back to Harry's apartment he offered to make us spaghetti so I joined him. "Harry! You got some sauce on my face!" I squealed making him laugh. "Here, let me." He said looking me in the eyes. His eyes were so bright and had a beautiful emerald shade of green that make you get lost in them. He wiped it off with his thumb and just kept staring me in the eyes. I suddenly felt him lean in and I closed my eyes. I felt his lips against mine moving softly. I wasn't sure why, but I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck causing him to wrap his around my waist. I leaned against the counter deepening the kiss when he suddenly pulled back. "I am so sorry I don't know where that came from" He frantically apologized. I felt something weird inside, like disappointment. "Um yeah. It's alright." I replied. He frowned at me and sighed continuing his cooking. I quietly went back to the room and packed my stuff. I wasn't even supposed to stay for long.
I decided to stay for lunch then leave. It was a mistake, anyways. I walked back into the living room seeing the table set with the food on it. He smiled at me saying "Here, have a seat." He pushed my chair in and sat on the opposite side of the table. I smelled the food and heard my stomach grumbling. He laughed and put some of the deliciously looking food on my plate, I thanked him and digged in. "Oh my god, this is so good." I moaned. "Glad you like it." He replied watching me. "I-uh. I didn't want to be a burden so I decided to leave in a bit." I said nervously. He frowned, looking up from his plate, opening his mouth to say something. "What?! No, it's okay you can stay as long as you want!" he replied. I shook my head, looking into his eyes. "I think it's better for the both of us if I leave." He looked at me for a while then looked away. What was he thinking?
I got up and put the plates away not saying a single word. Afterwards, I went to the room to get my bag and walked out into the corridor. I saw Harry standing infront of his window staring out. "Thank you again. I really appreciate what you've done for me the past days. Good Bye, Harry." I said. I expected an answer which I didn't get so I sighed and walked out.
Why did he ignore me? I don't understand why he was acting like this. It's not like I pulled away. He did.
As I walked down the road I heard a faint yelling behind me. I looked back and saw a figure with long brown curly hair running towards me. "Harry, what-" He pushed his lips against mine holding me really tight, putting a lot of passion into the kiss. When he pulled away he said "I lied. I wasn't sorry."
And this was the beginning of our beginning.
A/n in case anyone actually reads this I attempted to write an idea which I thought was cute but as you can see this is a very short fluffy story, so yeah.
Hope you liked it!
