Where it all began

Chapter 4

"Pleaaaaaaase" I begged. Building forts is possibly the funnest thing of my existence. Really, what is better than being surrounded by linen, fairy lights, blankets and pillows?!

"How old are you?" He laughed. I frowned child-like.

"Well then, if you're going be like that you will not be allowed in my kingdom." I folded my arms and turned away from him jumping off from the bed. "I'm 18 in two weeks by the way" I shouted behind me.

A moment struck me when I realised.. Harry Styles was In my bedroom. Oh goddddd. I don't even know what I did next but I turned and headbutted something then tripped over my feet and landed flat on my back. I felt arms trying to catch me, but it was already too late and they only pulled themselves down with me. "Ergggggghhh" I groaned. I sat up to see Harry laying next to me rubbing his chest.

"You have one solid head" he tittered.

"And you have on solid chest" I said, casually feeling his firm chest.

"Thanks babe" He winked jokingly. I nudged his arm before he stood to his feet and helped me up.

"I'm sorry about that" he pointed towards the bump on my head.

"Ha! Please! Your chest isn't that solid" I joked "That was from yesterday" I frowned, remembering how my door just jumped out of no-where.

"Ohhh so you're a natural klutz?"

"Pfft no, gosh, what are you talking about. You don't knowwww me! You don't know what I got!"

"Guuurrrrrl, you really need to work on your gangster side!" He said snapping his fingers in a Z shape.

"I'm offended" I said, with my face turning into an 'O' shape. He raised his eye brows and pouted his lips.

"DONE!" I yelled excitedly. Our fort was officially finished. It took a good 40 minutes of hard effort with the occasional tackling of each other and pretending to be ghosts with the sheets over our body's.

I closed off all the sunlight from the lounge room and flicked on the fairy lights I had retrieved from my bedroom. I gasped.

"It's so beautiful" Harry said, pretending to wipe a tear from his eyes. (Well obviously, where else would he wipe it from, his elbow?!... DON'T BE STUPID) He quickly shot a few pictures

If I don't say so myself, this fort was quite terrific. I jumped onto the mountain of fluffy, soft pillows and blankets with no regrets.

"I have never been so comfortable in my life, than I am right now." I sighed with relief, closing my eyes.

Harry's POV

I couldn't take my eye's off her. I was imagining her laying in a Field of white fluffy snow, throwing it at my head. Weird? I was knocked out of my day dream, realising it was actually a pillow that she threw at my head.

"Oi!" I furrowed my eyebrows. "What was that for?"

"I was asking what movie you wanted to watch, but you were staring of into space with an odd smirk on your face.. I thought you'd done some silent but deadly fart or something.." She trailed off, and looked at me with embarrasment when she noticed she said her thoughts aloud. I chuckled at her.

Out of all the girls I've ever come accross, Tiarna fit in to a special category. She was one of those people that would do absolutely anything for anyone without expecting anything in return. She had a warm personality that I instantly liked when I stood in her presence; and I loved how even though she is a 'major fangirl' (as she calls herself) she doesn't let it phase her, nor does she act any different. I'm so happy that I convinced managment to let me come along and hand her the contract myself. They were being their usual selves and saying that 'It's not safe' 'The paps will think it's another girl, It will ruin your image!' blah blah blah. I really hated those guys. Ever since our fans made up the whole 'Larry' thing, Lou and I haven't been the same. We barely get to be ourselves around each other anymore.