She's so Mean(A Harry Styles fanfic)

Mine=Yours (Chapter 35)

Emily hadn't shut up about Kevin. aka. Harvy all day.

It was driving me insane.

Slowly, I managed to escape the torture, but not before relucantly agreeing to a double date with Emily.

"I'm so jealous your dating Harry. I mean, he's famous, and he's so beautiful", Emily chirped.

"I don't understand him. I keep him on his toes, but he doesn't dump me. It's like he's into those tricky relationships", I admitted sheepishly.

"Or maybe he just loves you very, very much", she said, smiling widely. "You have love like Kevin and I."

I almost choked on my own spit as I pulled up into 'the boys' driveway.

"L-lovve. Em, don't you think your moving too fast. You've known him a number of days and your already talking about love!?", I screeched.

I'd said I'd loved Harry, but I'm not even sure if I understood those words yet.

How could Emily already love Harvy?

"We're not moving fast. We're moving at average speed", she said, slightly agitated, sliding out of the car.

I followed suit, and followed her up to the door.

"You sure your in love Em? I don't want to see you hurt".

I just knew this would end bad.

"I'm sure Vicky. Don't worry".

I smiled weakly as the door swung open.

"Vicky", Harry yelled, trying to embrace me in a hug.

"Yuck. Harry, your sweaty. What have you been doing", I shrieked, placing a hand on his chest to stop him from coming any closer.

"Cooking", he grinned, his dimples showing largerly.

Those dimples would be the death of me, I swear.

"And you didn't burn the house down, my gosh. Gold star for you Harry", I said dropping my hand from his chest.

Bad mistake.

He pulled me into a huge hug.

I started screaming, but he only held on tighter.

"Harry, let go. You smell. Ew", I laughed.

He leant down, and brought his lips to mine.

That kiss sent tingles through my lips, and down my spine, all the way to my toes.

An awkward cough brought us back to reality.

Emily was standing beside us, impatiently.

"One day, we will have a decent make out session, with no inturruptions", I groaned into Harry's chest.

"Sure babe", he smirked, stroking my hair.

Walking inside, Emily instantly ditched me for Niall, Louis and Zayn, whom were playing fifa.

Liam was in the kitchen when we entered.

"Liaaammmm", I screamed.

"Vicckkyy", he responded, standing there with a stupid, puppy dog grin on his face.

"So your the real reason the house is still standing?"

"Huh? Guess I am", he laughed.

"Hey! I can cook!", Harry defended.

"And pigs can fly", I said, patting his chest.

"Sure they can", Harry mumbled.

"Hey, I love you", I said, leaning forward and placing a kiss to his dimple.

"It doesn't seem like it. It seems like you love Liam.", he sulked.

"Yes. I love Liam", I said casually.

"Mine", Harry pouted, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards him.

Yours, I confirmed silently.

And that's what I was.

His.

But he was forgetting the most important part.

He was also mine.

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