Ditched (a Harry Styles love story)

Chapter 21

***Elizabeth' P.O.V.***

''And Liam you stay exactly where you are because you are per-fect.''

''We'd never do that.''

''Oh.''

''So, that's something for us to work on, thanks Leeroy..''

I looked up at Harry, blushing slightly when I saw he was already looking at me. ''Harry, you look adorable as Marcel,'' I comment and he blushes a bit, looking at the doorway of the kitchen before a small smile spread across his lips. Since we had been at the gym for a good portion of the day yesterday, Harry had vowed to show me all of their songs the next day: Saturday. So, that's what we were doing. Harry sat to my right and Louis had joined us after the first few songs, sitting on my left and making us all squished together. It was good that I wasn't claustrophobic. Louis leaned over to me and whispered, 'ta-da' in my ear right as 'Marcel' said it in the interview and I laughed, however I quickly dialed it down when I heard the music start to play.

Harry's face filled the screen and I giggled a little. I still wasn't used to seeing them on a screen; they weren't One Direction to me, they were just.... my friends, normal boys. Harry started to sing along to himself and I laughed, watching as they began to make the whole fake office a mess. I'm sure Louis and Harry were annoyed with me because I just wouldn't stop laughing through out the whole video. When it ended, I laid m head on Harry's chest, laughing hysterically. ''I didn't realize that we were that funny,'' Louis said in bewilderment. Suddenly, the warmth from the bottom of the computer was gone and I watched Louis type something in.

''Louis, no!'' Harry yelled as he tried to lunge for the computer, but I helped Louis, holding Harry back as best as I could so that he could show me whatever he wanted to show me. He turned the laptop towards me as I put my back to Harrys chest, still holding him back. I knew that he could probably over power me easily but I'm guessing that he didn't want to hurt me.

''What? You're no longer proud of them?'' Louis teased as the video began to play.

''You were right, they're stupid,'' Harry sighed. I raised my eyebrow at them both but then focused back on the screen as I saw a whole crowd of lights and heard yelling.

''Whoa,'' I breathed out, looking at the screen in awe but was surprised when it quickly ended and went to another video. That first one had been cool, I'm guessing it was their fans. The ones after that were pretty silly, all having to do with nothing really. Some were of their fans, and I was amazed every time by the sheer number of them. I giggled at Harry's silliness and looked up at him a few times, shaking my head. He blushed whenever I looked at him, grinning nervously. ''What was that?'' I asked curiously.

''Those were all of Harry's Vines,'' Louis explained.

I nodded, ''I've heard of that, the six second videos. Those were cute.'' Louis looked at Harry and laughed, shaking his head slightly.

''I'm here!'' an Irish accent called from the front door and I jumped up in excitement.

''Niall!'' I exclaimed happily as he walked through the doorway to the living room. I hugged him right away and he responded quickly, dropping the bag of candy that was in his hand so that he could hug me back.

''Hey, Lizzy,'' he chuckled before pulling away. I looked behind him and smiled at Liam and Zayn, giving them hugs as well as they greeted me.

''I didn't know you guys were coming over,'' I stated and Niall shrugged slightly.

''We're just here to pick up Louis so that we can go to the club,'' he told me and I took a quick glance at Louis to realize that he had in fact been wearing clothes that seemed fit for the activity. I nodded before looking at Harry questioningly.

''Are you going?'' I questioned curiously.

''Nah, I'd rather just relax here,'' he smiled back and I blushed a little when he added, ''with you.''

I looked back at Niall before Harry could see my blush and I smiled widely at him, ''well, have fun!''

He chuckled and hugged me again, heading back towards the kitchen doorway, Louis in tow now. ''Thanks, we'll try not to let Louis get too drunk,'' he called and I heard Louis scoff.

''Everyone loves drunk Louis,'' Louis countered.

''Not Paul,'' Liam muttered and then the door opened and closed again. I turned to Harry and he patted the spot next to him on the couch as he pulled the computer onto his lap. I blushed again and came to sit next to him. This would definitely be an interesting night...

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I sat on the swivel bar stool in the kitchen of Harry's flat and spun around until I was facing Harry again. We had finished the videos a little while ago and now Harry was showing off, as usual, by throwing grapes up in the air and catching them in his mouth. All I knew was that I couldn't do that. He had missed a few of the grapes but caught a lot of them. ''You're a show off,'' I mumbled with a smirk.

He swallowed the grape he had just caught and smiled cheekily at me. ''I bet I can get five in my mouth without missing one,'' he challenged.

''Five's too easy, how about ten?'' I said.

He tapped his chin as if thinking and then answered, ''what do I get if I do it?''

''Anything you want, I guess,'' I answered because I didn't know what he'd want. Though I soon questioned myself when his grin grew. ''Within reason, Harry,'' I told him and he nodded, still grinning widely. He bent his knees, getting into 'the proper position', and threw the grape into the air. I giggled and he smiled at me after catching the first one without a problem. He caught the first half with no problem, and I was starting to wonder what it is he wanted. When he got to the eighth one he almost didn't catch it. Almost.

I held my breath when he got to the last grape. His eyebrows knit together in concentration and he threw it into the air, watching the arch carefully. It seemed to extend it's flight forever until it finally started to come back down. Harry caught it with ease and I let out the breath I had been holding, though I wasn't really sure why I had been holding it in. He chewed the grape as he turned to look towards me, smiling as he walked towards me. ''Okay, what do you want? Do I have to clean, cook-''

He interrupted me by gently pushing his lips to mine in a soft kiss.