My Sister's Boyfriend (Currently fixing 03/22/16)

Really?

"Yup." I said cheerfully. "Now how about cuddling?"

"Great minds think alike." Harry whispered.

"Yes they do." I agreed and started to lay down the couch with him. He grabbed my waist and kissed my neck. "Are we still going to watch the movie?" I asked.

"I already seen it yesterday anyways." Harry chuckled.

"So you made me buy the movie for no reason?"

"Ehh, maybe." he hugged me tighter. Suddenly he got up and looked me in the eyes. "Ariana, do you really like me?" he asked. I was pretty sure he was serious, but why would he ask me that question?

"Yes, of course. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't be calling you boyfriend right now, boyfriend." I winked and laughed. It was weird because he didn't laugh, and he's always laughing. "Why?"

"I don't know, I have a feeling you just went out with my because you felt bad for me or something?"

"Are you kidding? I thought you asked me out because you felt bad for me... well now you know the answer, I do like you, a lot. I would rather shove my face on a cactus then losing you."

"That must be painful as hell."

"Yup. So now you know that I like you, so you having nothing to worry about. Ok?"

"Ok." He kissed my lip, and right after he did, a trick or treater ringed the bell singing, "Trick or treat!!"

"Your turn." Harry smirked at me. I smiled at him and got the bowl of candy and opened the door. The trick or treater was dressed as Ariel, The Little Mermaid. She was so adorable. "Aw! I love you costume!" I told her.

"Thanks!" I gave her a bar of a Hershey chocolate and she left. I closed the door and sat down next to Harry. He took a chocolate bar from the bowl and I just rested my head on his shoulder. "What time is it?" I asked Harry. He looked at his watch and said, "It's 6:06."

"Really? It feels like 9 already."

"The time never lies."

"Wow." I said, "Genius."

"Why do you think it feels like 9?"

"I don't know, I'm just tired all of a sudden."

"Here, rest your head on my lap." He grabbed the couch pillow and placed it on his lap, then I rested my head on the pillow. He started to run his fingers through my hair, I didn't mind. It felt nice. "I love the way your hair feels. So soft." he stopped, then 4 seconds later he continued, "But not as soft as your lips baby." 

I started to blush. "You know how to make a girl blush!"

"Why? Are you blushing?"

"No, maybe .... yes. But I love it when you say romantic stuff."

"Like, 'I want to kiss every inch of you.'?" I looked at him and he laughed.

"Ok, now that was very dirty, but in a romantic way." I laughed and closed my eyes. I could feel myself falling asleep. And so I did.

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"Ariana? Wake up. It's almost 8." Harry woke me up in his adorable British accent.

"Ah shit, did I really fall asleep?" 

"Yes."

"Did the kids ask for candy?"

"Yeah, about 14 of them. Don't worry, I gave them all bars of chocolate."

"How did you move when I was sleeping on your lap?"

"You're a heavy sleeper, love."

"Really? I thought I was a light sleeper. Well, thanks for waking me up."

"Did you dream of anything?"

"I can't remember." I tried thinking on what I dreamt, but I couldn't remember one bit.

"Well, at least you're not dead!"

"Huh?" I looked at him weird, with my confused face.

"Well, they always said that if you don't dream, you're dead."

"And who said that?"

"My mom." he laughed, so I laughed too. He paused and told me, "You look so cute when you laugh, I can watch you laugh forever if I could." The door bell rang and I was about to get up until Harry told me to sit down and relax. I stared at him while he was giving out candy.

 You see, the thing about Harry is that he's romantic. He's absolutely a guy to fall in love with. But I'm not in love - yet. You can tell he's hopeless romantic, which means you're in love with love. He's a guy you want to keep forever. He's the guy who will volunteer to help you in everything. He's the guy that makes sure you're not harmed. He's the guy who would take a bullet for you. And he's the guy I really like. I don't want to mess up with this relationship. Every relationship I've ever had was horrid. No one like Harry could care about me so much. And I mean no one. Not even Justin.

"Hey Harry." he closed the door and came to me.

"Yes?"

I got up and kissed him. He grabbed my waist and pushed me onto the couch, then got on top of me and kissed me. I've never felt so loved like this before. He started to place tiny kisses all over my neck, then my collarbones. After that, he came back to my lips. I placed my around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair. Right after we were having fun, Selena and Justin came inside the house.

"Damn. Someone call 911 because it's getting hot!" Selena laughed, "Kidding."

"Um, um well yeah." Harry got up and fixed his hair, "I gotta go anyways. Bye Ariana, Selena, .. Justin." 

"Bye!" I yelled.

He left and I turned to Selena.

"Really?"

"Sorry." She apologized.