Loose Change (Harry Styles Fan-Fic) Book 2 (IN EDITING)

Part twenty-two

HEY GUYS! So ya the update is a little shorter then what I usually do, but I hope you enjoy. Okay bai! :D

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The kiss was something I don't think I will ever forget. He made this electric feeling go through out my body like lightning that I have never quite felt before. I felt as if I were magnetic, to him and it was so hard to just break a part. Sure I've been kissed before, but no one has ever kissed me the way Harry had. It seemed as if he maybe possibly felt the same feeling I felt, feel. My mind went blur as I felt my hands go through his hair and he rolled me over so then I was on top of him. His arms were snaked around my waist and he pulled me in closer, so that I was practically laying on him.

There was glow coming from the moon light that just amplified the moment, making everything even more intense.  My stomach was twisted up in knots and I could just feel the amount of heat that rose to my cheeks. I probably looked like a tomato.

When we both pulled away, our breaths were both heavy, his lips as well as mine both slightly swollen. I was holding myself up by pressing my hands down softly on his chest, and his eyes were so soft yet intense as they stared at me. He caressed my cheek softly, just observing every inch of my face and I leaned my head against his hand in a loving way.

I didn't know what to make of that moment and I still don't, but all I know is that when I finally rested on him, and when he held me tight in his arms and hummed a peaceful lullaby into my ear, I've never felt safer in my whole entire being.

It's now morning and the sun is shining, along with birds chirping joyfully around us. We're both now laying next to each other side by side, his arm snaked around my waist, and his head resting in the crook of my neck. There's a white comforter on top of us, and I'm guessing that Harry got up and grabbed it from his house at night while I was asleep and placed it over us. The fact that he wanted to lay with me, makes my heart beat faster in my chest and I can't help the smile on my face.

Last night was just so... I don't even know how to put it into words. He told me something about his past, and even though it wasn't everything, it was something and it warms my heart. By the look of his face the whole time, I could tell that he's never told anyone before, adding to my adoration for this human being beside me.

I lift up my hand to his head and I begin to just play with his hair. I don't want to wake him up, so I decide to just stay still. Besides, this position is comforting to me for some reason. The smell of his cologne, the way his hair is tickling my neck a little, and just his presence over all is delightful and serene.

I wish we could just stay here together the whole day and just do nothing. We could make sandwiches and have a picnic outside, enjoy the atmosphere, or even just go inside and watch a movie marathon. As long as we would be together, I wouldn't mind anything. And that's the thing that confuses as well as terrifies me. I'm starting to get these 'clingy' thoughts about him and I shouldn't be feeling this way. I'm unsure of his own feelings and I don't want to be forming all these fantasies and possibilities in my mind, because they most likely won't happen. Besides, Harry doesn't seem like the relationship type.

So right now, I think I'm just going to enjoy this moment and hope for the best like the fool that I am.

I hear a few muffled words next to me and I quickly shake my thoughts.

"Jane?"

I feel his head leave its position and I turn myself to face him. A lazy smile is plastered on his face as he pulls me closer to him.