Age is just a number, right? (a harry styles fanfiction)

lChapter 7

Izzy POV

As we arrived at Harry's house , my heart felt like it was beating outside of my chest. I felt sick, nervous, excited, well everything you could feel, I felt it.

As we pulled in I took a deep breathe and checked my makeup, looks OK I thought to myself.

I stepped out of the car and headed to the front door. I rang the bell and stood there biting my bottom lip, it felt like a century for Harry to open the door, and when he did, WOW, he took my breathe away.

He stood there, in a white tee, black skinnies, and black boots. His swallow tattoos tip showed at the top, god he is stunning. I could only just get out a Hi.

He asked me in, I walked past him and he smelt amazing, god I wanted this man.

He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, while holding my waist, god his touch made me tremble, what is he doing to me. Be calm Izzy, be calm, I told myself. That simple kiss sent a wave of fire through me, how am I going to cope through dinner with him without wanting to rip his clothes off. As I stood there looking at him, I struggled on what to say to him,

'How are you harry?' I asked, what the hell

'Fine thank you Izzy, How are you?' he replied smiling,

'Yes good thankyou, Harry, thanks for asking ' I said almost laughing, I tried to cut the tension with humour, seemed to work,

'Could we be anymore awkward' he said shaking his head and smirking,

'Harry I am the Queen of awkward, its scary actually' I said nodding and smiling,

'Good to know Izzy, thanks for that' harry said laughing.

'Your welcome' I said winking and clicking my tounge, of my god what did I just do?,

Harry laughed and shook his head. well that's the ice broken I think.

'Your home is beautiful Harry' I told him as he showed me around.

'Thankyou Izzy, This is the lounge'  as he said pointing to his left,

as I walked into his lounge I saw his huge telly over the fire place, his huge corner sofa.  it was white and black, very minimalistic, stylish like Harry.  I said

'wow I could fit my whole house in here' I said raising my eyebrows and smilimg and looking around 'and that telly is bigger than my kitchen'

Harry just stood there flashing that trademark smile, then laughing

'well I am not sure about that Izzy'  he responded to me laughing

' yeh OK then harry, my house is a spec compared to this' I replied.

'Dinner smells amazing Harry, I havent been able to eat all day, so this better be good' I said nudging him in the side. Something about him made me relax so quickly.

'well its one of my specialities Izzy, once you have tried mine, you will never want another lasagne again' he said wiggling his eyebrows,

'we shall see harry' I said to him.

He took the bottle of wine from me and asked

'Can I get you a glass of this?'

'Yes, Thankyou ' I responded while handing him the bottle. Our hands touched, and my whole body trembled, and Im  sure his did too.

As he walked into the kitchen, I did watch him, I am sure he wiggled his bum...

I sat on the sofa admiring his art. He had so many different styles, some of them were beautiful. I felt very at ease in this room.

Suddenly some music filled the room, not loud at all just as a background, Ed Sheeran. I did giggle to myself, Harry listens to Ed, and I love Ed, and he is a friend of Harry's, couldn't quite get my head around that.

Drunk started to play, this is one of my favourites. I started to sing along quietly to it, when Harry came in with the wine.

I am sure he had been stood watching me in the doorway as he was smiling.

'

You like Ed then?,' he said handing me the wine and sitting next to me smiling,

'Yes, he is amazing, something about his songs, the way he writes, so real, real emotions, its like he speaks what I want to say sometimes' I said taking the glass, and getting a shiver.

'Yeh he is an amazing writer, he just writes what he feels, I enjoy his music, he is a good friend ' Harry responded looking me in the eyes, into my soul.

Holy shit, those eyes, I thought to myself. How can they be so beautiful, I am lost in them, they hide so many stories.

as we sat chatting and the music played, it became so easy to talk to each other. It felt like we had known eachother for so long, the conversation just flowed, we laughed a lot sharing stories of our childhood.

Then Eds song 'This' started to play.....(please listen)

And something happened, we both stopped talking, Harry looked straight at me and into my eyes. I felt my eyes soften on him,  His eyes softened onto me, he placed his hand onto mine that was resting on my knee, and leant into me, his eyes flicked from my lips to my eyes, our heads tilted, my eyes automatically closed and then I felt his soft lips press onto mine,

His kiss was so soft and passionate, his tounge gently brushed mine and we realaxed into the kiss. I felt his hand brush my cheek and hold it holding me, a hand moved to my waist, I felt that rush of fire shoot through me, to my core. My hand rested on his long strong leg at his thigh.

As I pulled away from the kiss, biting my lip, I was giddy, my head was spinning. Harry's eyes locked onto mine, reassuring me and said

'Izzy are you OK' he asked looking worried

'I.......ju........That......' I was lost for words

'Hmmm, I take that as a yes, right' he asked smiling

'Yes, Harry.....I'm........ yes.....fine' is all I could speak.

'I think we need to eat' he said kissing my cheek and getting up

Holy shit he has just kissed me, I can't think straight right now, I can't feel my hands. My head feels like it has just exploded, this man is way beyond his years, he knows how to make me feel amazing. My god what's happening to me, this is the first date and he has kissed me, me. Harry suddenly snapped me out of my thoughts,

'Izzy, are you coming ' harry asked turning to look at me and smirking at me,

'oh yes...... food..... eat.... right.... just give me a second' I replied

I need more than a fucking second to comprehend what had just happened. I took a deep breathe in and stood up. my legs felt like jelly. I walked towards Harry who was stood against the door frame smiling, he placed a hand in the small of my back as walked into his kitchen. I was ready to hand Harry my soul after that kiss, and looking at him he looked pretty pleased with himself.

Dinner was amazing, he really can cook. We didn't have any awkward silences through dinner, it was easy with him, natural. I felt myself with him, and he was himself, normal. We managed to drink 3 bottles of wine with dinner without realising. Wine is my friend tonight.

Harry cleared away the plates and sat back down and faced me, his eyes softened onto mine again, his hand brushed my cheek again, he looked at my lips, while licking his own lips, he leant in, but didn't kiss me. i felt his warm breathe on my neck and move to my right ear and He whispered into my ear the question that I never thought he would and this I knew was going to change my life forever.

'Stay with me tonight Isabel?'

And with that one question my body lit on fire............

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