I'm Not Sure of My Feelings For You (Harry Styles and Camila Cabello story)

Chapter 18 I Care for You

(Listen to You're so Beautiful by One Direction on XFactor. And the Wonderwall cover by One Direction)

Ok so since I figured out that I love Cam, (wow that sounds weird to say) I want to really prove it to her.

She woke up the minute we stopped infront of the apartment. I really wish she would've stayed asleep, so that I could've carried/held her in my arms. The warm, and fuzzy feeling I receive when I hold her close to me is just indescribable, the way her arms always find their way to hold me as close as possible is magic.

(listen to Something Great by One Direction)

                 Cam's P.O.V:

I really want Harry to stay here with me tonight, but I'm not sure if he would want to.

  "Harry?" He turns to me, and I'm lost for words.

  "Yeah,love?"

  "Can you maybe. um...stay here tonight, with me?" I say quietly.

                  Harry's P.O.V:

I can't help but smile at her question, I can tell that she is embarrassed.

  "Sure Cam, I'll stay with you." A bright smile takes over her face. She takes my hand, and leads me to her room.

                  Cam's P.O.V:

I never slept in the same bed with a boy, but I never thought that it would be with a boy like Harry. My mother would send me to a convent if she knew I was "sleeping with Harry" not sexually but just him holding me close.

I go into the bathroom to change into my pajamas. Black booty shorts and a tanktop. I brush my hair, to loosen the strain in my brain. My feet hurt from wearing my small heels. I whimper from the contact of my foot stepping onto the floor.

There is a knock at the door.

  "Cam, are you alright,love?" I open the door to show him that I'm not hurt, well besides my feet.

  "Yeah, but my feet hurt like hell." I wanna cry, but what is the use in that.

Harry picks me up bridal style, and lays me on the couch, he then sits on the end of the couch. He grabs my foot, and rubs it gently.

  "W-what are you doing?" I giggle.

  "You said your feet hurt, so I wanna fix it." The way he cares about me, makes my chest rise rapidly, and my heart melts with his words. I smile and nod, as he keeps rubbing, and massaging my sore foot.

( Listen to Phil Collins You'll be in My Heart.)

                Harry's P.O.V:

As I'm changing into my boxers I hear Cam whimper. I run to the bathroom, and knock on the door gently. I ask her if she's alright? She opens the door to expose her smooth, tan legs. I hold my breathe for a few seconds.

She then tells me that her feet hurt, before i know what I'm doing I'm carrying her bridal style to the couch.

Then my brain still hasn't caught up to my actions, I'm rubbing her feet. She asks what I'm doing, and I answer truthfully. I felt bad, so I wanted to prove that I really do care for her.

After rubbing her feet for 10 minutes, Cam has fallen asleep. I carry her to her room, and lay her gently on the bed. I cover her with the turquoise sheets, and lay next to her. I wrap my arms around her fragile body, and hold her tighter to me. I love night's with her, she gives me a kind of strength that seems rare, but I have the chance to receive that strength.

Updated again:P So I was watching Tarzan (with my cousins) and heard the song (I loved the song when I was younger) and it goes perfect with this chapter:)