Mia's POV
"Can we talk?"
His voice soft.
I nod.
"Sure."
He let's out a deep breath.
"This......this has been kind of bugging me all evening and I just.........I just need to know what's wrong. Ok?"
"Ok?"
I'm totally confused.
"After you came up here to talk to Jazmine I.......after awhile I came up to check on you but the door was shut so, I cracked it open. I just wanted to make sure you were ok."
"So then you heard?"
He nods.
"Everything?"
He nods again.
Damn it. I sigh.
"I'm sorry Mia. I didn't mean to eavesdrop but I just couldn't believe what I was hearing. Why didn't you just come to me?"
I shrug my shoulders.
"I don't know." I stand up from the bed and walk over to the window looking at the beautiful moonlight. "I just got so upset when I saw her here, again."
"Why would you say she wants me? You know I want absolutely nothing to do with her, right?"
"Mia?"
I see his reflection through the window. He gets up slowly off the bed and steps towards me. My eyes become watery. I bite the inside of my cheek, fighting back tears that I hope will not fall.
"Mia?"
His voice cracks.
I feel his hand gently grip my arm turning me around, his fingers resting under my chin forcing me to look at him.
"Mia, I love you."
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.
"I know Harry, I know." I whisper. "But she said she loves you. Twice. It's obvious she wants you back and to me, it seems like she's not going to stop until she does."
He cups my cheeks. Tears begin to fall.
"Mia, nothing she can say or do will tear us apart. I won't let her."
He kisses my lips then leans his forehead against mine.
"I promise you. I love you."
I wrap my arms around him.
"I love you too."
He leans in kissing me again.
"Come on, let's go to bed." He whispers.
He takes my hands in his and leads me to the bed. His fingers curl underneath the seam of my shirt and slowly pulls it up.
"What are you doing?"
"I want you to wear my shirt. Please?" He begs.
I nod.
He continues to pull my shirt off then removes his and hands it to me. I put it on. He climbs into bed first only wearing boxers. I take off my sweats then climb into bed next.
I scoot close to him, my back facing his front. His arm wraps around me pulling me as close as possible against him. He kisses me softly right behind my ear. Within minutes we're both asleep.
Harrys POV
I wake up to Mia turning onto her back. Her head falls to her left looking my way. Little cute snores escape from her lips. I lift up her shirt just a little, caressing her soft skin. I sit up on my elbow and rest my head on my hand.
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Fallen For Harry Styles
FanficMia didn't believe in love, not after Jake, but Harry was wanting to change that. Will she fall in love? Or will history repeat itself?