Come My Way (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

7. New friends

(A/N: new chappie! Hope y'all like it! Don't forget to comment ur suggestions! Love y'all! Xo )

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HARRYS POV:

"WHY is you're brother so tall?!" I ask her. Jeez, he's like a giant! I had to look up to him like a kid to his father. It was kind of embarrassing.

She laughs at me, "Because my dad is super tall too." She says in a 'duh' tone.

"But then why are you so short?" I ask again. I'm still not over the fact that he is huge and she is like really short.

"It's because my mom is about 5 foot tall. He's my half brother so we have different moms and the same dad. It's complicated." She smiles at me.

"Well, today is gonna be super fun. You'll love the guys. They are all excited to meet you."

"O-M-GOODNESS I'M SO TOTALLY EXCITED LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW FREAKEN HYPER I AM RIGHT NOW THIS IS GONNA BE SO FREAKEN AMAZING HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" She gushes super loudly, fitting it all into one super fast sentence. She says it excitedly and her southern accent comes out even more and I love it. I just stare at her with a stupid grin on my face like an idiot.

"Slow down, babe. They are totally cool with meeting you, but you can't go all fangirl on them, it scares Niall sometimes. Plus, you're not meeting them as a fan, you're meeting them as my lady-friend." I smirk at her. She giggles.

"Lady-friend, huh?" She giggles even more. It's adorable and contagious and I just want to make her shut up by putting my mouth on hers.

"By the way, I like your hair to the side like that. It's pretty." I tell her.

"Thanks. I just woke up a couple hours ago and since we are swimming, I decided to wear it natural." She smiles at me that beautiful smile that shows her dimples. Wait, dimple. I guess she just has one.

"Well, you have beautiful hair. Beautiful hair, for a beautiful girl." I smirk at her and squeeze her hand.

"Thanks." She looks down and blushes.

I'm like dying over in the drivers seat. I know it seems wrong, but I can't stop imagining what bathing suit she could be wearing under those clothes. Could it be one that hugs her figure? Or one that brings out her eyes? Or, or maybe one that shows a little too much skin...?

I snap myself out of my perverted thoughts as we pull up to the house. I mentally scold myself before speaking.

"We're here. Velcome, to Hotel Transylvania!" I grin at her and say with my best Dracula accent. She just laughs and rolls her eyes at me and my cheesy joke.

I get out and open her door for her. I grab her bag and take her hand as she steps out of my car. She is literally standing there, bouncing on her toes, giddy.

"Calm down, babe. It'll be okay. Just be yourself. Don't overreact. Just have fun." I tell her, pulling her small figure closer to me. I turn to face her so both of our fronts are touching.

"Are you gonna be okay?" I whisper to her. I slowly walk forward a few steps and she follows me, stepping backwards. I press her up against my car.

She nods quickly, "Yea. I'm fine. I can do this. I'm just a little nervous, that's all." She tells me with excitement in her eyes. She takes a few shaky breaths.

"I can help with that." I smirk. I slowly lean forward and she does too. The moment our lips connect, I can feel her body relax. I place my hands on her hips and bring our bodies as close together as possible. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls us even closer. Our lips move in sync. It's not a desperate kiss. It's just plain soft, romantic, and slow. It is quite hot, though. I swipe my tongue across her bottom lip, hoping for a bit of entrance. She lets me in immediately. I slide my tongue into her mouth and roam around. Our tongues swipe against each other slowly, like people on a busy sidewalk in New York City. I feel like I could fly in this moment. She sighs in content against my lips, and I slowly pull away, taking her bottom lip between my teeth and pulling slightly, until I pull away farther and our lips disconnect entirely.