Loved You First *ON HOLD*

Chapter 6

"Natalie," Louis said with a sigh when he answered my call.

"What is it? Tell me now," I answered firmly.

"Brittany made up a rumor about you. Apparently you are only seeing Harry to get to me...?" He said with relief.

"What? Oh it's no big deal. Thank you for telling me, best friend," I giggled as Harry made a face like he was offended.

"Call you later," I ended the call with a kissy noice.

I love Harry. He's so fun to mess with. But the thing with Brittany is honestly nothing. Why would I care what she thinks?

"That went well," I spoke to Harry. He looked hurt in a playful way.

"How dare you!" He said, with laughter.

"I'm only kidding," I said as I went to kiss his cheek, but he moved his head at the last second. Our lips connected suddenly.

"Sorry," he said as he gripped the back of his neck with his left hand.

"Why sorry? I enjoyed it," I whispered as I broke the silence by kissing him myself. Our lips moved in sync, and I could feel his smile against mine. It was perfect. But this beautiful moment was interrupted by the sound of the stove beeping. Harry started to pull away, as a smirk appeared on his face.

"The taco meat is ready," he stated, pulling himself from me.

"Right," I said, biting my bottom lip.

As we ate our tacos, we talked about everything from what colleges we planned on going to, to our families. But I did leave one part out: my dad.

"This is incredible," I spoke as I chewed my food.

"You know, it's not polite to eat with your mouth full," Harry said, wiping his mouth with his napkin. I could tell he was joking, by the dimple shown peeking out of the napkin. I noticed both of us had finished our food, so I took it over to the sink. Both of us moved over to the sofa, and we sat across from each other. I was startled by him speaking.

"You're beautiful."

"You're perfect," I complimented him back.

"You are everything," he spoke to me as he looked down at the floor. I grinned hugely as I could possible.

"Do you sing?" I asked him, still slightly smiling. My question seemed to shock him.

"Yes, actually. I am learning to play guitar, too," he said to me. He slowly got up, leaving the room. I just waited, confused. I saw him walk back, holding a acoustic guitar.

"I'll show you," Harry said as he pecked my lips.

He started strumming, and my stomach started flipping and turning.

"Isn't she lovely, isn't she wonderful? Isn't she precious, less than one minute old. And I never thought, through love we'd be, making one as lovely as she. Isn't she lovely, made from love."

My heart seemed like it stopped. He was singing to ME. Only me. But the best part was his voice. It was angelic, and the most beautiful thing I have ever heard.

My jaw must have been hanging open, as Harry pushed my lips back together.

"You are incredible," I said, mesmerized.

"Correction-You are," he said as he pressed his lips to mine, again. This time it was short and sweet.

"Movie?" I suggested after we both pulled away.

"Definitely. But here or at the theater?" He asked.

"Theater. I want to show you off," I saw Harry bite his lip as he grabbed my hand and we started to the door.

***

The ride was almost exactly like dinner. We talked the whole way. I have never been able to talk to a guy the way I can with Harry. And, he actually makes me feel beautiful.

"After you," He politely said as he opened the car door for me. Walking into the movie was interesting. We kept getting weird stares from some of the girls at school. But I didn't mind, I wanted them to be jealous.

But one of the girls that I recognized walked up to us.

"I wonder how Louis feels about this, Nattie," the girl said. Then I remembered. It was Brittany's best friend.

"I'm sorry you're jealous of my happiness," I firmly spoke as I pulled Harry away with me.

"Wow," he said to me, smiling.

"You like that?" I asked him, cheekily. I started playing with his curls when we waited in line for our popcorn. I could hear him smirking.

"One large popcorn please," I said to the lady at the register.

"Sure. Your total is £5," I started to hand her my money, but Harry stopped me.

"I got it," he said, handing her money.

"I owe you one," I whispered to him.

***

After the movie, we walked in silence to his range rover. I could tell he was concentrating.

"Natalie, I have to tell you something," he mentioned.

"Yes?"

"I like you. A lot. I think about you all the time, and-," I stopped him by pressing my lips to his. This was the most amazing one of our kisses has ever been. This one had passion. And it seemed like we were the only ones in the world. But we were interrupted by the sound of the same girl that spoke to me earlier.

"PDA! And anyways, I can't wait to tell Brittany about this," she said. I was about to walk over to her, but a large hand stopped me.

"She's not worth it, baby," Harry softly whispered. I nodded my head and said in the passenger seat of the car.

"I'm sorry about her. But to more important things. Natalie, what do I need to do to for us to be together?" Harry asked me, looking desperate. I smiled.

"Nothing, just ask," I answered, sweetly.

"Will you be mine?"

"From now, to the end of time."