Who Do You Think You Are

Chapter 4 - It's all that I can think about, you're all that I can think about

Harry's P.O.V. 

I walked in smiling to myself, I had quite enjoyed Stacy's little visit. I turned around after closing the door to find Liam and Lou staring at me. They looked as if they were waiting for an explanation and I offered none. I picked up a banana from the fruit-bowl on the table. Their eyes were on me the whole time. "What?" 

Stacy's P.O.V.

Traffic was so dense on the way home, but it didn't bother me. I was in an unexplainably good mood. A few months ago I could never have dreamed of meeting the boys and now they were five of the best friends I had. To top it all off, Harry - Harry Edward Styles - had kissed me. I didn't know where this was going, but I just couldn't stop smiling. When I finally got home, I had a shower and got into my pj's. I made myself a sandwich and sat on the couch, thinking about the day I'd had. Of course, Harry was one of the first things on my mind. But then I thought of Niall. 'I wonder if he's okay.' It isn't like Niall to be so quiet. He didn't even come out to say goodbye to me. It kind of made my day incomplete in a weird way. I put down my sandwich, unable to finish it, and picked up my phone. I wanted to check up on Niall. I tried to call him, but his phone went straight into voicemail. 'That's weird'. I frowned. 'He's probably on another call. I guess I'll try again later'. I put my phone down and picked up the remote, absent-mindedly flipping through the channels. My phone beeped and I grabbed it up. 'Harry?' I smiled as I read his text.  

*Hey babe, I just wanted to make sure that u got home in one piece* 

I'd forgotten to let them know when I got home. 

*Hey u! Yeah, I'm home. Safe n sound :)*

Harry's P.O.V.

I smiled as I saw my cellphone-screen light up. I read Stacy's reply. She'd gotten home safely. I had no doubt that she would. She was a safe driver. The boys said she was a better driver than me. I obviously wasn't going to admit that. Now it was time for me to leave. I was planning to go out with some friends. It was gonna be a good night. I was tapping out a tune on the steering wheel and caught my mind wondering back to Stacy.  

I was doing it unconsciously. Even at the club, my thoughts weren't on all the fit women that were there. Instead, I was thinking of Stace. I could see those big brown eyes of hers as she gazed up at me. That kiss. I could still taste her. I had kissed my fair share of girls before, but there was something about what had happened today. Her kiss was so tender and honest...innocent. It left me wanting more. No. It hadn't left me at all. It was fresh in my mind, on my lips. I hadn't planned for it to happened, but I had no regrets. "Harry! Are you listening to me?" 

"Yeah, ofcourse." 

"Then? What are you smiling for?" 

"I'm...not" I defended myself, realizing that I had a huge smile plastered across my face. 

"What is with you anyway?"