too young for this { harry styles }

Chapter 5.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

The question rang throughout my mind.

I looked into the boys eyes, he was so thoughtful and adorable.

I felt my cheeks reddening.

I didn't know what to do.

The only thing I could do is nod.

"Yes, I will." I smiled and felt the tears of joy wanting to fall.

After everything.

The age difference, the band, the night where we were both holding eachother like that's all we ever had and will have.

His green eyes brightened.

"Really?!" He smiled.

I just nodded.

I felt Harry's lips crash onto mine.

It wasn't our normal, gentle kiss.

This kiss was full of lust and passion.

When I finally couldn't breath anymore, I pulled away from the perfect kiss.

Harry smiled at me and held me closer into his arms.

"I'm glad you said yes." He murmured into my ear.

I giggled. "Did you think I would say no?"

He shrugged. "You could get any guy in the world."

I laughed at hid madness. "Says the one in the famous British boyband."

He smiled his dimpled smile.

Neither of us could sleep any longer because of the exciting thing he just asked me.

I still can't believe he asked me that.

This means I have a boyfriend.

Harry is my boyfriend.

Harry kissed my cheek before sitting up on the bed.

He slid on a shirt that said "Hipsta Please."

I smiled at the shirt choice.

I sat up in the hotel bed that was actually quite comfortable.

Harry was calling someone, probably Louis, when I walked out of Harry's room

I walked to the fridge and got myself a coke.

"Louis says that they're gonna go to get ice cream in town. He said that they're bringing us some and then we'll all go to the arena." Harry said from the doorway.

I nodded and sat down on the couch.

Harry plopped down net to me and I flicked through channels.

That was until I saw Harry on the screen.

I looked over him and smiled.

He rolled his eyes.

"Well, the famous boyband visited a high school today! Our sources say that Harry was very close with a student there. Are they dating? What do you think? Is this blonde girl like his other girls? She looks a bit young!" The woman on the telivision said.

Then there was a picture of Harry and I walking to my guidence councelor. We were holding hands and his towering body was being dragged by myself. We were both smiling.

The picture was cute. But I'm not sure how to feel about what the reporter had said.

Is this blonde girl like the other girls?