Last First Kiss (One Direction FanFiction)

Little Things

~Niall's P.O.V.~

I felt so happy for Harry and Julia, I'd never expected him to propose though. I had a feeling that Louis also already knew, they practically know each other inside out. I'm not surprised every directioner calls it a bromance, because it is, but the fact that some haters call them gay? It's stupid, their not in love, their just really good friends, well, their such good friends that they may as well be brothers. I love their mash up name, Larry Stylinson, it works doesn't it?

~Savana's P.O.V.~

"Is he a good kisser?" I asked, whilst suppressing a laugh, she looked at me and then burst into fits of giggles herself.

"Yes, it is so amazing when we kiss, it is literally like fireworks. It's all that I can think about."

"Awww!!!" I squealed, flapping my hands about like a typical girl.

"What's Niall's kiss like? Everyone that has been out with him has said that he is dead romantic!"

"You can say that again! He is just so unbelievably cute too! Irish lads are currently my favorite." I smiled at Julia sweetly, I could never of guessed in a million years that I would be going out with Niall Horan and my best friend would be engaged to Harry Styles.

~Harry's P.O.V.~

I was in a sensational mood. There was no way to describe the thoughts that were going through my head when she said 'Yes'. I couldn't sleep that night, our bodies were entwined, limbs tangled, minds connected and souls eternally together. Her hands lay upon my chest, feeling my breath and my heart.

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Listening to your heart."

"Why?"

"Because I want to hear it one last night before you have to go back to your flat." I sighed in despair, I didn't want to leave her.

We'd been together for what seemed like only a week and now that we were engaged, I didn't want to go.

"You can stay with me and Louis. I can't leave you."

"I can't leave you either. Wouldn't Louis mind?"

"No, well he shouldn't, he has Eleanor stay nearly ever weekend that we're free. They are a lot noisier than they look you know." I said, half laughing and half smiling,

"I can imagine." I could hear her giggle and I let out a large breath.

"What's the matter?" I muttered, as she was trailing her finger up and down my collar bone, sending shivers through me at an alarming rate.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too much for words."

I couldn't speak but when I felt she was falling asleep, I sung.

"You never want

To know how much you weigh

You still have to squeeze into your jeans

But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

But if it's true

It's you,

It's you they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things"

I woke up that morning to the sound of what seemed like an angels voice, I smiled and opened my eyes to see Julia sitting beside me, still in her nightclothes, singing.

"If I let you know

I'm here, for you

Maybe you love yourself like I, love you."

~Julia's P.O.V.~

I slipped into a pair of aztec print leggings, a loose fitted tank top and some converse before laying back down beside Harry who was absorbed with his phone.

"Phone more exciting than you fiance?"

"Of course not my darling." He leaned towards me and kissed me tenderly on the lips.

"I heard you singing earlier." He whispered whilst curling a piece of my hair around his finger and letting it fall back to my shoulder before continuing to use his phone.

I winced slightly, he had made me jump so much that I hit him with a pillow, not hard just, a lot, when I turned around to see him staring at me in the morning.

"I don't know how I can make you believe your an amazing singer."

"You can't, so you better give up now." I flashed him a grin to let him know I wasn't being too serious but he still seemed disheartened.

"So, you gonna start packing?" He muttered whilst hammering away at his iPhone.

"Noooooooo...." I moaned whilst burying my face in my hands.

"I don't want to leave." I noticed the reassuring look appear on his face.

"Neither do I, but, listen to this." Harry held up his phone so that I could see it too.

"Louis said 'Julia can stay as long as she likes as long as she doesn't disrupt our schedule too much otherwise management will be right on our case :/'. Isn't that great?"

"Yeah, that's awesome." I sighed and stared at my wrists.

"What are those?" He muttered, stroking my wrists gently.

"Battle scars."

"What battle?"

I sighed before speaking, "Life."

I could see he was lost for words, well, anyone who hadn't experienced what I had would right?

"You're still cutting?"

I nodded, my face burning crimson with embarressment.

"JuJu, I can't let you suffer like this."'

"There's nothing you can do." I whispered, beginning to shiver like I always did when I thought about that sort of thing.

I feel like I've got the flu whenever I think of other people self harming, I shiver, I sniff and I get headaches.

"I can't do anything but my doctor can."

I shook my head defiantly, I didn't want to see any doctor, it wasn't a serious illness, it was just addictive that's all. It was my way of dealing with pain, simple, not an illness.

"We better go make sure everyone's awake and packing, then we can organize breakfast." I said off subject, I didn't want to talk about it, it was meant to be my secret, my deadly secret.