Breath

Chapter 9-lets see

i lay in harry's massive bed staring at the ceiling. its about 4 in the morning and despite how amazingly comfortable harry's bed is, I cant seem to sleep. iv been rolling around for hours going to the bathroom to get multiple drinks,and I even Tried doing some sit ups and push ups to wear me out. Nothing. 

Harry and I's kiss playing in my brain on and endless loop, giving me butterflies and Goosebumps every time I picture his deep green eyes above mine, and his strong arms holding me. Then there is niall. Good 'ole niall who saw just about everything. I mean harry and I arnt dating. It was just this one time awkward thing and probably wont happen again.

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I wake up and the clock reads 10:30. Hm. I guess I finally got comfortable. I get up, slip on a pair of shorts and a tshirt then meet harry in the living room. the mess from last night still there, but at that moment paul walk straight in to harry, who is sitting at the marble counter, in the kitchen tbat over looks the living room and throws a tabloid down onto the surface infront of him.

"Whats this?" he questions, he seems annoyed.

"shit." Harry says under his breath.

I walk over and on the tabloid covor is a picture of me sleeping on harrys shoulder on the plane, then the one with harry charlotte and I on the plane and a picture of harry and I walking into my house the night of the zoo trip, The title says, "Harry's new midnight 'buddy'."

Are you serious? What the actual  hell?

Paul sighs and takes the magazine back and shoves it into his pocket. "since when are the two of you dating?" he asks leaning against the counter.

I look at harry who almost looks appalled at the idea of it, "we are not dating." And he emphasizes the not. My stomach drops. I was right. The kiss didn't mean a thing.

"just be carefull and be less flirty and more friend-ish. Okay?" we both nod and with that paul leaves.

I never thought id be on the covor of those tabloids. Then again, I didn't know Id be moving to London with my bestfriend who happenes to be in the worlds most renown boy band.

"im sorry.." I say quietly, my voice just barely above a whisper.

"I just said that to get him off my back." Harry says with a bit of a smirk.

What did he just say?

"harry.. what are you talking about?" I ask leaning on the counter now staring him down.

"God, you don't get it do you Eb?" he says more serious now,

"get what?"

"Ebony. I hold your hand everywhere, I invited you to live with me, we even kissed last night and you don't get it." His voice as a hint of annoyance in it, and desperation.

What the hell is he talking about?

When I don't say anything, he continues, "Eb, I really like you. A lot. Like a lot a lot. I want to see if maybe we can become.. ya know something."

Breath ebony breath.

"I know, im stupid. Never mind. Forget it." He shakes his head standing to walk pass me but I step infront of his path and pull him into me and kiss him. My heart flutters and I feel him smile beanteath my own smile.

"lets find out." I whisper to him with a smirk. He laughs and I pull away.