Little Things (1D Fanfic)©

Chapter 19

Harry leaned in closer, and I felt his warm lips brush mine. His breath was fanning my lips, and I fought to keep my breathing straight. This was it. This was going to be my first kiss. With Harry Styles. My first kiss was going to be Harry Styles. Did I even like Harry as more than a best friend? I was confused, and the fact that Harry's lips were centimeters from mine made me panic. I wasn't ready for this.

I turned my head to the side, causing Harry's lips to collide with my cheek. His eyes snapped open, and he stared at me with confusion glistening in his eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, but the jingle of keys in the door made me close my mouth and shuffle farther away from Harry so the boys wouldn't be suspicious.

"Cammie! Harry! We're home!" Louis called.

"And we brought surprises!" Liam followed. The lads all entered, followed my a laughing Perrie, excited Charlene, and a cheery Danielle with two suitcases.

"Dani!" I squealed, running into my best friend's arms. Danielle screamed and threw her suitcase onto the floor, where it fell and landed on Louis's foot.

"Shizzle!" Louis yelped, clutching his toe. Danielle apologized, while Charlene just pointed and laughed. "Gee, thanks, Charlie. I'm fine, you know," Louis mumbled sarcastically.

"Charlie?" I questioned.

"Yeah, it's the nickname I gave her. Just like I gave you Cammie," Louis stated proudly, puffing out his chest.

"Lou, everyone calls me Cammie," I explained to him, watching his face fall a little.

"Fine! But I came up with Cam!"

"Of course you did, Lou," I said, patting his cheek. Louis grinned like a Chesire cat and bounced onto the recliner.

"So what did you two do while we were gone?" Niall asked, emerging from the kitchen with a bag of chips.

Harry shrugged, his curls flopping. "Just watched some films. We got lazy," he said, grinning. I couldn't tear my eyes from his lips. I almost kissed those lips. Every teenage girl's dream.

"Um, Cam? Why are you staring at Harry's mouth?" Zayn asked, noticing my unbreakable stare.

"Nothing. Just admiring it's shape," I lied. Instantly I cursed myself. I sounded like an idiot. "Perrie, Dani, Char, wanna come up to my room for pajamas?" I asked, changing the subject. The girls nodded, and I bolted up the stairs, eager to get out of that room.

"Do you have anything silk, Cammie? I only wear silk pajamas now," Danielle requested, sitting properly on my bed. Her back was straightened and her hands placed gently in her lap.

I laughed a little and threw her a t-shirt with yoga shorts. "Damn, girl. Paris changed you," I told her, ruffling her hair as I handed Charlene and Perrie a pair of pajamas too. Danielle huffed, but changed anyway.

"Should we go back down to the guys?" Perrie asked.

"Nah! Give them some man time," Charlene said, flopping into my bean bag. "Let's just play a game!"

"Fine, but no Truth or Dare or Never Have I Ever. Too cliché," I said, pointing an accusing finger at all of them.

"Spin the Truth Bottle!" Perrie yelled. "The girls in Little Mix and I play this all the time," she said. "You spin a bottle, and whoever it lands on, you ask them a truth. If they choose not to answer it, they have to do whatever the other people in the group want them to."

"Sounds fun," Danielle shrugged. She stood up and ran downstairs, coming back five minutes later with an empty water bottle. "Cam, you didn't have any empty bottles, so I asked the boys and Louis took this water and watered your plants with it. So don't worry if you see a little life in them," she assured. I nodded, a little weirded out.