As he lead me into his house I saw Louis and Niall sitting on the sofa. Why did he invite me over if he had friends round?
"Hey Mel... for the second time today!" Niall laughed, pulling me into another hug.
"Alright love?" Louis smiled before hugging me. Jesus was all of Harry's friends this... friendly?
"I share my house with these but they're off out." Harry explained like he had read my thoughts.
Niall and Louis exchanged goodbyes with me and Harry and the door slammed behind them making it silent. Harry shrugged off his coat and wondered over to the kitchen.
"You want pizza?" He said turning back around.
"I dont know Harry, I'd love some posh chicken." I smirked as he held some up to my mouth. I took a bite and then he finished the slice.
"I'll eat the rest myself then." He winked.
I slid round the table next to Harry and picked up a slice, holding it to Harry's mouth. Just as he bit down, I pulled it away and ate it myself, laughing at his upset expression.
When we finished, we swanned back into Harry's living room.
"Before you ask, you can pick the film, I hate picking films." I said sitting down on the sofa.
He rolled his eyes and laughed before putting on White Chicks, which happened to be one of my favourites.
He sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. This time it didn't cause my head to rest on his chest but I put it there anyway... even though it bobbed around when Harry laughed during the film. I liked his laugh. It was playful and true, showing his dimples everytime.
As the film finished we argued who would get up to turn it off but neither of us did, which caused us to sit there looking a the names on the end credits.
I lifted my head from his chest and he looked down at me, our faces almost touching. I lifted my head a little more before pressing my lips to his. His mouth moulded perfectly to mine and I felt him smile into my mouth.
"What was that for?" He said quietly.
"Does there have to be a reason?" I smiled.
"No, I guess not... although I know I'm now wearing half of your lipstick."
I looked down at his lips to see that he was right. I giggled at the sight of the red tint and glided my finger across his bottom lip. He kissed the pad of my finger which made the butterflies dance in my stomach.
I rested my head back onto his chest and he stroked my arm with the hand that was draped around my shoulder. We sat like this for a while and before long Niall and Louis came home.
"Oh, sorry, We'll go back out if you want." Niall said as he saw us.
"No, It's fine, I'm getting tired anyway." I smiled and lifted my head from Harry.
"I'll take you home." He said as we walked towards the door.
"Harry?" Niall said looking in our direction. "Are you wearing lipstick?"
We both laughed and Harry shook his head before following me out of the door.
"Sorry they came back so soon." Harry sighed as he started the car.
"It's fine, honestly, I had fun."
"Good, me too." He smiled glancing over to me.
We continued the rest of the drive in silence but it wasn't awkward. As we pulled up outside my house Harry turned his face to me.
"Goodnight pretty girl." He said before lowering his lips to mine. His lips were soft and I felt him smile again. I opened my door, got out and crouched down so I could see him.
"Night Harry... and you might wanna wipe that off before going back home." I winked with my finger to my lips. I walked away and he didn't drive off again until I had closed my front door.
YOU ARE READING
Finding Yourself
Hayran Kurguevery new relationship has ups and downs but do Melanie and Harry have what it takes to truly find themselves?
